…no matter what.
Even if the “what” is death…
…life goes on.
The sun rises and sets (at least I think it rises – I live in Oregon); the seconds, minutes, and hours tick by on the clock; the calendar pages turn; time drags on or flies by or sometimes does both at the same time. And with all of that “going on” that life does, I have choice to either go on with it, despite it, because of it, or all of the above.
I spent so much of my adult life waiting for that great thing that I thought was just around the corner – that thing that would make life complete; that thing that would mean I’d arrived; that thing that would make every other thing in my world just right. What an epiphany (sidebar: a good therapist is worth her weight in gold!) it was a few years ago to learn that “that thing” was right here all along – that “that thing” was my life, the life I was already living. There was no – there IS no – “just around the corner”. Life is here. It is now. It is today. It is this moment. And, yes, it goes on. It moves into another moment, another “now”, another “today”. Life goes on.
So I will too….