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I know it's late, I know you're weary,
I know your plans don't include me
This morning, we all did something we are very used to, we all woke up. We all waved the dream world goodbye and opened our eyes to a new day. We all got a ticket to go on the ride of life at least one more time. Last night when you went to bed, that was not guaranteed, you must first make it through the night to see the dawn. Yes, we expected it, as the odds were in our favor in this high probability game of Russian Roulette, but there was an inherent risk nonetheless, one of absolute and finite means. So here were are, but something is not quite like before.
Every day is the last day for something. Subtle as it may be, today may be the last time you see that chubby blue jay that stops by your kitchen window right about the time you are rinsing out your cereal bowl, the final glimpse you catch of the girl who wears violent red lipstick in line waiting for Timbits or the terminal piggyback ride you give your son around the parlor. Those faint endings go on unceremoniously; we operate oblivious and realize their conclusion only in retrospect.
Awake and aware, how will you celebrate existence? Open your window and toss a few cheerios to that portly blue bird? Walk up to the girl with the red lips and say hello? Take your son on the longest piggyback ride of his life, under the stars, after his bedtime, on a special nighttime ride? Tonight when you go to bed, something will be done for the last time and we have zero idea of what that is until it’s gone. That’s what life is, a protracted exercise in emotional gymnastics and the reoccurring experience of falling in love and letting go.
Love deeply the things you love today, from the very big, like the people in your life, to the very small, like that floorboard that started creaking the same day the Bills broke their playoff drought. Share passionately, with the very permanent, like the community you live in, and the very temporary, like the people with the Oklahoma license plate you graciously let make a left in front of you on a solid green light. They all matter.
We've got tonight,
Who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it last,
Let's find a way
-Jack
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