2.59. The Last Good Day

Two posts yesterday. That’s a first for me. I invented the overtime page for such a scenario, but when it came right down to it, I felt right about going with the half-step. Today is a good day. It is probably my last good day for a long time. I’m going to allow myself to be fully immersed in the moment and separate today from whatever tomorrow holds and thus whatever the remainder of my life is meant to bring.

On the surface that sounds melodramatic. But peek beneath the colorful surface and you’ll see the truth. I’m moving into a new stage of my life. I am, in a real sense, separating from what I care most about on this earth and the very idea of happy endings. It isn’t something that is going to happen all at once, but it feels like it is going to be fast and brutal. So, today is kind of a beautiful last dance and a chance to make a memory of what could have been a truly wonderful life.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Today I’m filling my heart with the things that make me happiest in the world. The Mayweather fight made me happy. The sheer gaul of an amateur boxer to believe he could walk into the ring and beat a boxer who has never been beaten and has stopped the best in the business is madness. Yet here we were, and Mayweather gave them exactly what they wanted. He put on a spectacle, absorbing 4 rounds of punches before even bothering to fight back. Once he did fight back it wasn’t his usual quick-footed defensive fighting. He came forward and rocked McGregor with blows round after round until the ref finally called it.
  2. Giants v. Jets today. I’ll be recording it.

2.58.5: On Hope

Consider this a bonus post.

I’ve been giving a lot of consideration to the role and value of hope. That emotion can inflate people and allow those on the edge of despair to continue going. I also have come to believe that hope is at once a false construct and necessary evil. I think it even has the power of prolonging life. Everyone needs something to believe in. When you hope for something better it gives you something to work for, to have in your mind as a goal, and to fight your way towards.On the other hand, without hope you come to recognize that this is as good as it gets.

So, what if this is as good as it gets? If you’re in a place where you have a good life and your heart is full of love, then as good as it gets is absolutely good enough. If you’re not there or you tried and lost it or you’ve fallen short in some way then ‘good as it gets’ doesn’t feel so good. So you live in the moments and the memories and hold on to anything that you know can’t hurt you. To use TV terms, it is the separation between Barney and Ted. Only, life doesn’t have TV’s happy ending and kids grow up.

But here’s the good news. Life is about making memories. So when you’ve made yours–I mean the really good ones–consider yourself blessed to have had the opportunity to do so.