Music has been a comfort, an outlet, and a savior for me in many ways. In my childhood, I used music to learn self-discipline, concentration, and how to deal with performance anxiety. In my teens I used it to express my emotions, console myself, and deal with my frustrations. In my adult life, it’s been a source of inspiration, encouragement, and relaxation.
Most of us have love/hate relationships with our jobs. We might love the paycheck but hate the work, or maybe we love the work but hate the hours. Whatever it may be, I’m willing to bet most of us aren’t doing what we imagined we would be when we were kids.
The older I get, the faster time seems to go. Each year passed by more quickly than the last, and it becomes harder and harder to slow down and appreciate individual moments of life.
With each passing year I also have a greater sense of urgency to follow my passion and do things that matter. I look back upon years wasted trying to figure things out instead of living in the present. But I also sense the danger in letting regrets of the past linger into the future and recycle themselves into more lost time.
New month, new blogging challenge!
For November, I’m going to try to write every day about one thing I’m thankful for. Shouldn’t too hard – only 30 days/things!
First off, I am thankful for my family of which I am a son and brother.
No, we are not perfect. Far from it. And no, we aren’t always loving, supportive, nice, or all the other things you are supposed to say about each other. But we are bonded permanently by our history and our genes, and I believe we were put together for a purpose (or purposes) we may never understand.
But what I do understand is why – to love each other.