One of my favorite books (such a favorite that I have been reading it for almost two years since I don’t want to finish it) is The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. I believe one of the reasons for liking it so much is the author’s initial reason for writing it. She says: “I didn’t want to look back, at the end of my life or after some great catastrophe, and think, “How happy I used to be then, if only I’d realized it”.
Something alike happens with this note to myself. When dad was diagnosed with cancer I realized I really had an almost perfect life with its ups and downs but nothing so big that it couldn’t be handled. My dad’s sickness brought me to a new perspective about life. There is nothing more powerful and that can make you feel so out of control, than knowing your health or a beloved one is at risk. Medicine is a science, but life is by no means predictable.
“Can you stay still and see that nothing is missing?”, it is not only a note to myself, it is a vote of faith. Sometimes it feels like I have missed to acknowledge a blissful life, but some other moments it is a reminder of what I have. Nevertheless, I need to believe some things had not yet been discovered before my eyes, and even without my “go getter mode” are about to happen.