So, this year there will be a February 29th. This is significant for me because my mother died on February 29th in 1996, 20 years ago. We sort of joked about how kind it was for her to pick a day that only comes once every four years so we wouldn’t have to be sad every year.
The irony of it is this: there is not a leap year every four years. Did you know that sometimes leap year skips (leaps? 🙂 ) its year? Yep.
Anyway, she was 55 when she died. Two years older than I am now.
She did have two years warning, but sadly, she was very sick from chemotherapy side effects for a lot of that time.
Today, I’ve been thinking. What if I only had two years left? How would the next two years be different for me if I knew they were the last two?
Of course, the lesson here is that none of us knows how much time we have. The reminder is that we can always choose to enjoy this day that we do have. Today.
What are you doing today?