Blog 2249 – 12.16.2021
My Last Day
Today is my last day, on my last rodeo, in the working world. Tomorrow I plan to fold up my tent, actually hitch up my little house on wheels, an roll away home to Texas. Yesterday, my next to last day was a windy and stormy one in northeastern Nebraska. For an hour or so I hung out in one of the our end clients’s local shops that had a storm shelter while the town of Wayne, Nebraska’s tornado siren blasted not just once but twice. I remembered a question that I have heard several times over my three score and ten plus one years (seventy-one for those of you who were never taught Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address or that a score is twenty years.) Abe’s introduction to his short speech just would not have been as classy if he had said “eighty seven years ago” instead of his famous “four score and seven years ago.”
But, back to the question that I have heard many time, “What would you do different if you knew this was going to be your last day on earth?” Well, today is the only day any of us really can be sure of so we should be living it and every one as if it were our last. We often muse about how much we wish we could have one more day with a beloved parent, child, friend, or lover who has passed. Others we hope will miss us too. But we are the ones who will have missed out if we fail to do those things we always meant to do. The best way to make the most of each day is to live it as if it were our last.
It is good to have a plan a destination in mind, as I plan to drive home to Houston tomorrow and be with my loving and lovely wife Linda. But, it was she who taught me not to be so anxious to arrive at the destination that I forget to enjoy the journey. Bon voyage as the French say.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
One More Day