Living Life

It isn't often that I stop and think that I am doing something well but last night I did. I was in a conversation with my ex-husband... which is not as bad as it sounds. Over the years, we have found topics that we can discuss and at times actually enjoy one an other's company. He was talking about his recent travel bug and I really pressed him on it to try to understand where this has come from. When I see that man change as much as he has in the past year, I certainly want to know about it. To be completely honest, when he told me he was going to Italy last year, my first thought was that he had a terminal disease and had 6 months to live. During our marriage, he never wanted to go anywhere. Other things always came ahead of travel of any sort. So as we delved into this topic last night it all boiled down to "I'm getting older" which I guess is interpreted as I'm not going to be able to do this sometime soon. My mind went back to Elizabeth Edwards 's words before her death, "The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered." I don't know what my number is but I have lived them without regret. I have seen and done everything that I wanted to do. I am saving nothing for that point in time when I NEED to do it because I'm getting older. Yes, I have debt but no regret. I love living life in its moment and not pondering when I will do what I wanted to do today. Today and the opportunities it presents are only here in this moment. I can't put them in a box and save them under the bed waiting for the right time to bring them out and live them. Today is one of my numbered days. I want to live it well.