What if there were only sixty more holidays left in your life, or fifty more summers, or ten more times you’ll wake up early enough to watch the sunrise?
What if there were only fifteen more times you’ll fall asleep listening to the ocean beat against the shore?
What if you’ve already read your favorite book?
What if you only have three more times to see someone you love?
What if you only have one?
How fast does that change things to think that maybe you do not have forever,
Though it feels like you have so much longer to survive?
How differently will your eyes set their gaze the next time you arrive at one of those sacred moments, those irreplaceable days?
How much more will you pay attention?
Steady your vision.
Where you repeatedly step becomes where you ultimately land.
