The sun sets on another day…
The sun is setting, the skies lit with the colors only the sunrise and sunset can provide. As it sets there is suddenly a storm. Is the moment gone?
I take pictures each and every day, as many people do. Some days I get quite a few, some days I get only 1 or 2 as there are times that make it more difficult. It does not, however, have an affect on the day or on how I feel about the day. As someone once said “Don’t wait for the perfect moment. Take the moment and make it perfect.” So I do, and so should everyone. When we are faced with disappointment or a touch situation it is hard, but we need to rise above and find another route to happiness. So, if it rains on sunset, perhaps there is something indoors to enjoy. If the night closes in we can turn on a light.
This is sometimes harder to deal with when it comes to a variety of emotional situations. Depression and the host of mental impairments have become rampant, but perhaps they were always there? Perhaps what is missing is the ability to see beyond the moment to another where there is a positive outcome, and move in that direction. Far be it for me to suggest that is a solution for everything, I am not a Doctor, nor a Psychiatrist, but I do believe we can overcome some items just by talking to friends, and others, and finding a way to see something positive instead of functioning on the negative. Perhaps there is a way to happiness without eliminating the spirit with a multitude of mind numbing therapies. (Oh no, not electroshock too?) Lightheartedness aside, maybe we should just watch a sunset together, hold hands, talk and work through issues instead of avoiding them.
There will always be tough times. We cannot imaging some of the things others have gone through, nor can they imagine some of the things we have gone through but I will never forget my Grandfather. Each day he got up and spent time stretching. His bones creaked and cracked, his gnarled hands worked out slowly and he took his time each day to move again. I asked him if it hurt, and he said that it was worth it just to be here. At the time I was not really cognizant of what he meant, but realized later that each day, he made the very best of the day, in spite of the day and gave of himself to everyone.
I recently talked to a very special person who was vibrant and full of life, and it was not until much later that I found they were a cancer survivor and dealt with a lot many could not even consider. Her view of the world is wondrous and childlike even having faced the grim specter of darkness that cancer brings upon us.
So as the sun sets on another day, consider the day, and if it is great, enjoy it, and if it is not, find a way to enjoy it anyway, after all you deserve the best day every day, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love the day, and live for passion each and every moment…