Such news. It comes more often these days, the kind that makes me take stock of all I’ve been raised to believe, and have discounted over the years. I wonder about it frequently; why, I’m not sure, but the thoughts aren’t fleeting anymore. I think about mid-life changes, crises, milestones, events, even elusive goals – if I remember them. What I’ve achieved is behind me, only a memory, rather meaningless in the present scheme.

So I think of the future. That it’s meaningless, I mean. It hasn’t happened yet. Doesn’t affect me yet. Can’t count on it, can’t depend on it, no guarantees. I guess, because I’ve thought about it a lot, I do like it that way.

I have today. Now. Right now, not wrong now; right now. Excellent. As it’s meant to be. The gift of a morning, waking and being grateful for just that, only that, is enough.

My friend is afraid. And I don’t blame him; tomorrow could be filled with fear, dread. From here I hold his hand, regret all the times I said no when yes would have been fine. Each time, for different reasons and good ones, no became more frequent than yes and now, if there’s to be a yes, it means Today. I hope for you, that as you wake morning after morning, each today is a surprise, a gift. Especially I hope that today becomes everything you hold dear because one of the surprises, the best of the gifts, is that each day is forever, however long it lasts.

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