Today was just a day.
Just like any other, more or less.
For me, anyway….
Yet, as I think about it, I can’t tell you how many babies
were born today. I do know that we have
surpassed 7 billion people on this planet….
And I don’t know how many people died today, but quite a few, I’m
sure. So my own, ordinary day, was
somebody’s birthday. And someone else passed
on from this veil of tears.
Perhaps it was the actual birth day of someone’s
long-awaited baby. Or perhaps it marked
the end of suffering and pain for someone else’s beloved family member, or
friend.
And today, somewhere, somebody moved into their new home,
making their dreams come true. And
someone else was forced to leave his home, after fighting foreclosure. And still someone else lost their home to a
fire, or a flood, or some other natural disaster.
Today, somebody ate too much, and promised herself she would
go on a diet tomorrow. Someone else has
an aching emptiness in his stomach, from day after day of not having enough to
eat. And somewhere else, a teenage girl
looked in a mirror and saw a “fat pig”……and won’t eat anything at all.
Someone is recovering from surgery today. Some surgical procedure was done that was not
even heard of twenty years ago. A life
saved. And somewhere, the organs were
harvested from someone who lost their fight for life, and in return, their
organs will save the lives of countless others.
Somewhere, a father hugged his child today. A mother picked up her children at daycare
and took them home and fixed their supper.
And somewhere else, a mother sobs unrelenting tears, frightened and
separated from her child. Somewhere, a
kidnapped child is living the terror that no child should ever know.
Today, a child received an award in school for being the
best at math. Or language. Or sports.
And elsewhere on this little blue ball, another child sits in the dirt
and longs to be able to go to school and learn.
Today, a teacher inspired a young mind to grow up to be a scientist and
discover the cure for cancer. And today,
a scientist in a research lab got one step closer to a cure for diabetes. Or muscular dystrophy. Or asthma.
As I sit here, complacently, thinking that I had a good day
but an ordinary day. People all over the
world are proving me wrong. Life is not
ordinary, even on the most ordinary day.
It is a fascinating dance between us and this thing we call Life. It is as much,
or as little as we make of it…..
There are no ordinary days….
Cali
