Some days it feels as if this process is simply a marathon of fatigue and illnesses. It can really make you feel worthless and unproductive. Little things matter!
I did a load of laundry today.
Awesome thread, WBB. Certainly gonna contribute. Crawled out of bed, so far. Gave [...] lots of cuddles and food. Listened to one very inspirational song through my headphones to chase away the blues.
“Proud”, by Heather Small (2000). First posted on BB by
abcd. As far as I know.
Accidentally learnt about the death of a great rocker, Tom Petty, at the age of 66. On Monday, 2 Oct. 2017. While I was googling lyrics for his song. Read his bio. How he overcame his difficult childhood and fierce beatings by his father. How he got into heroin addiction after his divorce and managed to ditch it. It killed his bandmate. Found a second love of his life. Great, brave man. One of those wonderful rock legends. Gone too soon.
We only have a limited time. Each death makes me realize it. I’m very sad and my heart aches, cause this man left us so many wonderful songs. And overcame so many obstacles in his life.
But that’s the whole point of it. One dies and leaves a spiritual legacy. It doesn’t have to be a work of art. We are capable of making our lives a work of art. Each and every moment of our lives is a gift.
As a famous poet,
Wislawa Szymborska, a Nobel prize winner, so wonderfully put it in her poem
“Nothing Twice”:
“Why do we treat the fleeting day
with so much needless fear and sorrow
It’s in its nature not to stay:
Today is always gone tomorrow. [...]”
