He had tattoos on his large, tan arms, a Harley Davidson sleeveless T-shirt, and lots of gold bling. When he signed in for his cancer treatment, he threw a loud greeting to the nurses and away he went to get “the party started.” His wife was accustomed to the production he brought when he came for chemo, and just stood quietly, smiling and shaking her head.
He decided to do this disease on his own terms.
Of note. The bling.
His large gold necklace, extravagant ring, and stellar watch gave him an aura of “the party guy.”
When you look death in the face every week, and come to the fight with a smile like that, no matter the ending, you have already won the battle.
While many of us are not necessarily dealing with a potential terminal illness, any day holds who knows what.
And what is the question. What are we going to do with this day?
I know I have sometimes let silly things get to me. Things of no consequence. When you have a nature that desires the sandbox view of “why can’t things get better?” you find quickly that life is going to roll with or without you, and how well you weather the day is entirely up to you.
I think my Harley friend has the right philosophy. Wear your bling. Don’t save it for a special occasion. Greet the world. Dance and care not of the stuffshirts who shake their heads. Laugh at your own jokes until your side feels like it is going to split. Color with the crayons at the restaurant. Blow bubbles at the park. Stand up for yourself when someone gets snooty with you, then add the sweet southern “bless your heart,” and we all know what that means 🙂
Listen to music every day. Find things that make you smile and tell others. Talk to God and believe He is real. Pretend you are royalty and “better” than the discouragement in the world.
Celebrate this day.
The time is now. Our time.
Happy Friday all.
Light up this dark world with your enthusiasm. You never know who you might inspire.