Siri suggested I use “With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now” written by Ralphie Emerson.
I took the liberty of Jumboizing it for the chalkboard this morning.
Sunday morning late August in the wonderful year of twenty twenty two.
Another day in our life… we send kids back to school. We take late summer vacations. We bury another loved one. We go to street festivals and watch baseball games.
I look back and think of a Sunday in August when I went to buy school supplies with my ma. The highlight being “this years” three ring binder and lunch box.
Last year I had a “Hong Kong Phooey” lunch box. This year I want a “Welcome Back Kotter” and a Walter Payton three ring binder.
All the Chicago Bear binders were gone and I ended up with a generic photo of a football player, boring!
So I pasted a picture of Walter on the front and Dick Butkus on the back.
Seems like yesterday!
It was actually day number 3,337 when my mom took me shopping. Today is day 20,505. Tomorrow is day number 20,506. I lost my virginity on 6,244. It was day 12,856 on Tuesday, September 11th, 2001. I became a dad on day 14,656. My ma died on day 18,207. I moved to Riverside on day 18,635.
The days pile up full of moments that make us who we are.
I can’t change day 9,732, but day 20,505 I get to make pancakes for Fritz. Watch Hazel breath as she sleeps and argue about how birds fart with George.
I’m going to enjoy day 20,505. I’m going to work on 20,506. Maybe go to a football game on day 20,511.
Enjoy the last full week of August. Maybe hug as many people as you can? Maybe put a teaspoon of vanilla in the pancake batter? Maybe watch your baseball team win? Maybe take a walk and look for eagles?
Make a moment out of this day!
