Existing

Recently I was told, “I’m living, not just existing”.

The words came out of a much older and wiser person, a patient of mine reliving her former years while telling me a moment that would change her perspective on life forever and while she was doing it that same moment was being reenacted.

After I left her room I wondered and came to the reality that, for the later half of my life I have been just existing.

See I wasn’t supposed to be here, I had made plans to make sure of it but sometimes plans fall through and we never take a rain check on them.

In the last few years, there have been times in which I have felt alive but I can count them by the handful and if I’m here to stay I need to change that.

So I devised a new plan, a plan I have to take a rain check on if it falls through.

And so for the first time in forever, I made New Year’s resolutions and found a new spark, I’ve reconnected with my roots.

I’ve started living, not just existing, and it feels good to be alive.