Are we there yet?
I know. The annoying question every parent dreads. But really, is it time for me to go back to Morocco yet?
I’m trying so hard to live in the moment and enjoy the time I have left in the city, but it’s cold. It gets dark so early. There is nothing fun about November. No stat holidays to look forward to. Just coldness with the chance of snow. Oh and the opportunity to go to work in the dark and come home in the dark. Can you hear the excitement in my voice?
When I was in Morocco I lived in the moment for the first time in my life. Describing this to people is difficult as unless you’ve experienced it, it’s hard to understand. While there were certain parts of the trip I looked forward to most, I enjoyed every day to its fullest. From the moment I woke up until I finally crashed, I was happy.
The other night over coffee with a friend she reminded me that these are precious times. I may never live in the same city with some of my greatest friends. I may never experience the anticipation and excitement that comes with planning to go overseas indefinitely. Or live so close to my family and have the opportunity to celebrate birthdays and holidays together. So enjoy each day.
Her comments reminded me of the Flaming Lips song, Do you realize? Hearing this song sung live and seeing the accompanying performance at Bluesfest this year was unreal.
Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die?
And instead of saying all of your good-byes
let them know you realize that life goes fast
it’s hard to make the good things last,
you realize the sun doesn’t go down,
it’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning around.