Saturday I was driving solo to San Francisco to visit my Grandmother. It was a beautiful day; there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I jumped at the opportunity to blast whatever music I wanted, and sang at the top of my lungs. This lasted most of the way there. While passing through Sacramento, I had the brief thought,
"I wonder if people driving past me have been laughing and starring as I rock out to mostly Broadway music, and some Britney Spears..."
The thought quickly left my mind as another song came on, and I once again began to carry on in my own quirky way, like no one was watching.
The drive back, however, was starkly different. My mood was somber, reflective. The weather was angry. Thick gray clouds plastered the sky, and my windshield wipers could barely keep up with the torrential rain as I drove through the mountain passes. I watched anxiously as cars in front of me hydroplaned, and large trucks zipping by dumped, what felt like, hundreds of gallons of water onto my little corolla. I kept praying that the Black Pearl and myself would make it home in one piece.
It's amazing to me how quickly life can change. One minute you're rocking out without a care in the world, and the next, you have to make an effort to get through the day in one piece. We've all been there. Without going into too much detail, my family has faced a lot of tragedy in the last six months. The loss of my Grandfather shook me to the core, and now my Grandmother is in her last few days/weeks of life. I write this not for you, or anyone else to feel sorry for me, but to challenge you to embrace that which is most important to you in life. It sounds cliche, but there is so much truth in living everyday like it's your last.
The writing challenge for this week was, what makes you, you? I've had lots of time to think about it this week. I think the best way to describe myself is in two simple words: live intentionally.
When I'm at the end of my life, I want to look back and know that I loved fiercely. That I took the time to get to know others, without judgment. That I opened my mind to all the knowledge that my brain could absorb. I want to read every book on my reading list. I want to have discussions with people who challenge me, or make me think on a deeper level. I want to experience the kind of love that absorbs every fiber of your being. I want the hardships and joy of raising a family. I want to do everything that I said I'd do. I want to live so that I have stories to tell. When the day comes to stand in front of my God, I want to stand with confidence in knowing that I lived the best life I could; with honest and true intentions.
But that's just me...
Monday, March 21, 2016
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Real Life and Creativity
Have you ever heard of Patti Digh? She is an amazing author, speaker, and an advocate for creativity and learning. I love her books and blog. She brings such passion and ingenuity to her writing; it's inspiring and thought provoking. One of her books I own is Life Is a Verb. The book was inspired by her stepfather who was diagnosed with cancer, and consequently died 37 days later. She then made a commitment to ask herself every morning: What would I be doing if I only had 37 days to live? It doesn't focus on death; rather, living. A verb is an action word, so the title Life Is a Verb, speaks for itself.
Anyway, her book is interactive. She gives you 37 writing prompts and challenges you to act upon them; whether it's giving in and splurging with a chocolate bar, or doing a random act of kindness. It encourages you to slow down and enjoy the littlest of things: your weekend pancakes to a road trip with your friends. With that said, I am challenging myself with her writing prompts. Every week I will stop, think, and write. Coming up: what makes you, you? I think this will be a good introduction to my new blog.