It's been almost two years since I posted something on this blog. A lot has happened since then. I've moved twice, changed jobs three times, published a second novel as an ebook, joined Toastmasters International, achieved five educational levels through Toastmasters, served a year as President of my club, competed in speech contests, started a business with a friend, written and presented several seminars and workshops, and have just generally been a very busy individual.
So what has all this activity really accomplished? I guess that depends on what you consider an accomplishment. I've made a ton of new friends and new contacts. I've sold a few books. I've learned a lot of new things and reinforced some old knowledge. I've learned how to get by with very little. I've mourned. I've rejoiced. I've lived. That in and of itself can often be considered an accomplishment.
I do not just exist. I live. I have goals I work toward. I have tasks that need to be finished. I have friends in need of support. I have friends in need of encouragement. I am at times in need of support and encouragement.
These are all signs of a life that is being lived. Not lavishly, but well. "Things" are not very important or very relevant to my ability to live my life. True living is not about accumulating things, but about developing relationships. I do that on a regular basis.
Life is not about the bills, deadlines, or dates on a calendar. Life is about family, friends, laughter, tears, silence, and pandemonium. Life is going to bed at night tired from a full day's work, getting up and doing it again tomorrow because it's a good thing to be working every day. Every day is a chance to start over in that relationship. Every day is a chance to begin a new friendship or make a new contact. Or start writing a new book.
Don't be content to exist. Live. Daily.
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