Every once in a while as I’m travelling around the city, I look at people around me and then imagine them gone. (And, no, I’m not doing this on crowded subway trains when I’m wishing for an empty seat!) Macabre as it sounds, this little shift in perspective usually leaves me with a sense of compassion and purpose.
Say a few more “I love you’s.”
Take the time to just listen.
Share a laugh.
Celebrate baby steps.
(And sympathize with the falls.)
Hold on to something dearly.
And know when to let go.
And, that I believe, is what makes the ride truly meaningful.