But no matter, it's wonderful.

Life is extraordinary. The fact that I am alive. That I can think of myself as a physical human being. I can touch my nose. Or my foot. I can even touch another human being. Or anything I see. Even the sky. And I can take an educated guess of what lies beyond. Wow! Why have I been given this life? This opportunity to fathom. To become a thinking entity. Aware of so very much. But possibly unaware of even more than I can imagine. All of a sudden I was plunked into this world. I climbed out of a womb, or so I'm told. And I believe it. I became me inside my mother's body. That's an incredible feat. Did it happen by chance? Or was it fated? I don't know. But no matter, it's wonderful. And extraordinary. --Jim Broede