Life itself.

I really have no need to lament or complain over anything. Because I've reached a nice stage of life. Alive. Conscious. Healthy. Of course, I have no guarantees in regard to the future. But I have the existing moment. Always have. As long as I can remember. And always the opportunity to make the best of it. Thing is, if it all ends in a snap of the fingers, I won't know it. That is, if I'm not alive and conscious. So I won't be able to lament and complain. Guess I'm coming to realize that it's a waste of time to lament and complain. That I'm much better off finding something to savor. Something to like. To embrace. Life itself. --Jim Broede