The sun sets on another day…
Sunset was astounding, again. Each sunset can take your breath away, and I feel it as I enjoy taking pictures, laughing, and enjoying all I can.
The moment was mine. Sure, I share it with a lot of people. At the beach it is huge, people are everywhere, but the moment is still mine. We need to own our moments as we own ourselves and not let them slide away, lost as another item we will barely remember. Every moment may be special, and it is ours of we claim it. Every moment could be important, and it to is ours if we claim it.
I don’t pretend to have all the answers, but I have some of them. I don’t pretend to be perfect, far from it. I do know that some moments are meant to be saved, and there are those, that once discarded, may mean a lot. Hold on to them, keep them close, and try to own all you can, after all, they are yours.
So as the sun sets on another day, I remember a long time ago I was sitting on a church pew. Everyone reached for the books and I was left out, I strained and strained and could not reach so I pushed harder and fell. I remember hitting the ground but it did not hurt, many stitches later here I am still owning the moment for all that cared about me. I am told I was just over a year old, but it was a bittersweet memory that is mine. I do not whine about it, it was one of a lot of things that made me who I am. I will enjoy these moments all the time as they are part of me, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and own it…