Before Next August

Just some things in my twenty ninth year

Here I am re-entering this endeavor of practicing creativity and intentionality in life.

In a poem I read titled “The Life of a Day” by Tom Hennen there were a few lines that struck me as I enter a season of change and new beginnings as well as an “end” of an era (aka my twenties).

“We examine each day before us with barely a glance and say, no, this isn’t one i’ve been looking for, and wait in a bored sort of way for the next, when we are convinced, our lives will start for real. Meanwhile, this day is going by perfectly well-adjusted, as some days are, with the right amounts of sunlight and shade, and a light breeze scented with a perfume made from the mixture of fallen apples, corn stubble, dry oak leaves, and the faint odor of last night’s meandering skunk.”

I am so thankful for the days I have and the experiences I am able to have. I’m thankful for the ricotta toast with peaches I eat on a day off work or the meaningful encounter I have with a patient. I’m thankful for pop-up coffee shop parties or making a cake for a Wednesday night dinner with friends. These days are going by perfectly well and I want to remember to live in them well even when new things are coming.