Last updated on December 7, 2018
In honor of my wife’s birthday – and I mean it – here are a couple of quotes that I think about when this remembrance rolls around:
From Anne Lamont:
“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65 or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written, or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools or oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy, or you were so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen to you.”
Another, much more sobering, from thinker Ray Kurzweil:
The things we can do with life – have relationships, be creative, create knowledge – are what give life meaning. We don’t need death to give time a purpose. We rationalize this great tragedy and convince ourselves that death is a blessing, but it’s a tragedy. It’s a profound loss of knowledge and skill and humanity and relationships. It’s a loss of the things that give life significance.
Happy Birthday my love!
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