“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
My dad passed away just over ten days ago. It was sudden, but not altogether unexpected…his health had been poor. Death has a way of taking over your entire life for a while. The grief bubbles to the surface, and replaces your ability to focus or make decisions, and day-to-day things are somehow more difficult to manage.
But death also has a way of reminding you (even if you don’t want or need the reminder) that life is finite, and we are only given a certain amount of time here on this earth. It reminds you not to settle for ‘just OK’, to take chances, to try new things. My dad was a great example of that.
He lived his life to its fullest, making time to enjoy the things and people he loved, traveling the world, and reading everything he could get his hands on. One thing he never enjoyed doing, however, was home improvement. Funny how we can be just like our parents in some ways, and complete opposites in others.
I think I will honor him by trying something new (home improvement related, of course). I think maybe I’ll re-tile the fireplace…because it’s there, and it’s ‘just OK’ and I like to try new things, and I like change. Could home improvement be a metaphor for life? I don’t know. But there is one thing I do know. I’m feeling creative again for the first time in ten days.