The thing I like most.

I find reasons to like life. And when possible, to love it, too. I have hundreds of reasons. Which means that if I become disenchanted with one of those many, many reasons, there are still plenty more to focus on. Maybe that’s why – to the best of my knowledge – I have never lapsed into a true state of depression. Sadness and disappointment, yes. But not a real clinical depression. Could be it’ll happen some day. If I become dreadfully ill. With virtually no hope of recovery. But even then, maybe I won’t mind dying. Because as a romantic idealist, I genuinely want to believe in an afterlife. In another dimension. Maybe spiritual. Because anyone who wants to live shouldn’t be denied the opportunity. Of course, if I don’t want an afterlife under any circumstances – well, then give me that opportunity, too. That may be the one thing I like most about life. Choices. –Jim Broede