Today the United States will be celebrating the annual Thanksgiving holiday. Across the country, people will cluster together at tables of all sizes and types to give thanks for all they have, no matter how much or how little that may be.
Interestingly enough, last night we also saw the rise of the Mourning Moon traditionally signalling a time for us to change our lives. It is fitting, having been reminded of man’s mortality a few times over the last month and a half (not that I ever need reminding). Sometimes the reminder arrived via a phone call. Sometimes the reminder arrived via text. Sometimes the reminder revealed itself on Facebook. Despite the differing methods of notification, the message remained the same.
No one knows how much time on this earth one actually has, so make the most of what you do have while you can. If you have something to listen to, listen to it. If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to do, do it. Now. You may not have the time you think you have to do it tomorrow.
Which is why I am thankful for every new day. To me it’s another opportunity and, as with all opportunities, it’s only going to be what I make it.
I am thankful for all the moments I have had in my life. The great, the good, the bad, and the absolutely tragic. Because really, if you only have good and great moments in your life then you would never know just how good and how great they truly are without having the bad moments or tragic situations to compare them to. You can’t appreciate the positive.
I am thankful today, as I am everyday, for having a purpose.
In his article Albert Einstein’s special mark on the universe, Jeffrey Bennett writes:
Once an event occurs, in essence it becomes part of the fabric of our universe. Every human life is a series of events, and this means that when we put them all together, each of us is creating our own, indelible mark on the universe. Perhaps if everyone understood that, we might all be a little more careful to make sure that the mark we leave is one that we are proud of.
I used to have this theory about life when I was younger. I thought the world was a book, every life was a page, and with everything you did there was a mark. I used to think that the person with the biggest mark would be the winner. Time has revised that philosophical theorem. Now I just want to know that I’ve filled up my page with more positive than negative marks. Big or small, they all matter.
I am thankful to have the opportunity to keep making marks.
I am thankful for that every day.
Of course… as the day comes to a close there will be those who gear up for the annual Trampling of the Doors for the Fuckin’ Sale of the Year. Fortunately, I won’t be one of them. It’s not because I don’t love a good sale… but I’d rather leave my mark in that time somewhere else.
That and I want to eat some pie.
Be well… have a happy Thanksgiving… make your mark where it matters most… in the lives of those you love.