Living My Best Life?
I was sitting at my desk plowing through a never-ending pile
of paperwork, important to the people it concerned, for sure, but for me it was
just another day of mindless drudgery. Today of all days my mind was anywhere but
the continually growing pile that seemed to replenish itself as soon as I
shuffled one piece away.
After a week, where
bombs were sent all across America, bent on terrifying or harming leaders of
our democracy, A madman filled with hate killing 2 innocent people in a grocery
store parking lot, the murder of 11 people killed by a mass murderer, simply
because of their faith, a plane crash, yet another school shooting, and then as
a sweet little bonus, finding out Geraldo Rivera has been living in my
neighborhood for years, unknown to me, and obviously, quite a few of my neighbors, this
week has been mind-boggling difficult.
Then, as I so often do during the day, I checked Twitter and
saw a tweet from @ladyknoxly announcing that her website was live. She writes a
blog about eczema and allergies, with a focus on what must be the cutest baby
in the entire world, https://t.co/4gMUEX5qhB Well, I may not be a baby, but I am allergic to pretty
much everything, and it’s an easy read, so I kinda love it.
But, today it got me thinking about life, my life specifically,
and whether I was "living my best life," as Lil Duval and Snoop Dog say. As I looked around at my cluttered desk of other
people’s lives, I knew the answer was, not only was I absolutely not living anywhere
near my best life, but I didn’t even know what that would look like, with the
exception of being a world famous writer of novel and screen.
But, until I get there, what does MY everyday best life
mean? I’m not sure I know that. But, I intend to find out. There are 64 days
until January 1, 2019. And since all journeys need a destination, I intend to
use these next 64 days to find out what Angela’s best life is.
I invite you to grab your favorite journal and come along. Share
your findings, vent, or just ride along, and see what we find. Hopefully, when the
sun rises on 2019, I’ll at least have found the coordinates to find where X
marks the spot to my best life. Here’s to Living Your Best Life.
