Good days count...

On good days, I write. On bad days, I also write. Today was one of the good days. And although it feels like I seldom have good days, thats probably not so true. I don't have evidence to stand on for either side of the argument except that I assume that on good days I'm out and about and enjoying life... and for the most part I, like most people, just expect to have good days. Besides, we only remember the bad times right? Like when we got sick that last season for two weeks after we got tricked into getting the flu shot because it was free of charge... we remember that and every sequence of not being jovial and how we wasted away in bed. But we only ever look back on our days and say, "wow, I haven't gotten sick since that time I got the flu shot, " WHEN... we are sick again... right? and we never actually appreciate the long periods in between and all the fun we had. Nobody ever does that. Well, thats what it seems like for me anyway. I'm sick it seems like at least twice a year, usually more. And everday I am not, IT IS A GOOD DAY. So today I write...

There's something in the spring air, comingled with all the pollen and dander... its excitement. I feel again a sense of new beginnings, kinda how New Years shoulda felt. Supposedly we are still in a recession... but I don't feel it. I'm at the mall a lot and see people out shopping and I see cars on the road and I see jobs being offered. Where's the recession? I guess they are saying it because credit lending is tighter than it was? But so what I think! Credit being tighter is a good thing and promotes responsible spending and promotes positive savings and just enough spending. They also say that we are still in a recession because nobodys buying houses.. well, its Spring now, so I think people will start buying houses. My brother just bought a new house. This other girl that I know just bought a townhouse. One of my best friends, he's doing a lot renovations to his house. So from where I sit and see, people are doing exactly what they were doing before and all along - living. I don't appreciate the media scaring people and throwing scary words out there about our economy, if anyting they are influencing spending habits in a negative way on both micro and macro scales. Some may say that unemployment is still up... my response to that is that whenever large industries like the auto industry and the financial industry and the real estate industry have re-organizations and large scale movement thats whats gonnna happen. But you still need people to run America and buy America and live America. What that mean is... that people still need to go to the grocery store and get gas and people still need to work at the grocery store and gas stations and all these people need other services and other things to survive so there will always be jobs.... its the economy... UP and DOWN... I'm not scared. If people were responsible in the first place they wouldn't or shouldn't be either.

So... I'm thankful for my health. Because it always come back to that. If you are not healthy, then you can't even work. And if you can't work, then you can't eat and you won't have shelter and you won't have health insurance and you can't do anything really except get more sick. Today is a good day because i'm healthy and my family seems to be doing okay ... and people around me seem to be doing okay and life... well... life is moving. Life is moving... forward.

And although there were some recent deaths to loved ones, those events were also reminders that my life IS special... that my life counts for something and that everday I am with those that I love, those are special days. Those are blessed days. Because when we are facing death in the face for the last time, we will look back and we will recount our life.... we will look back on the memories of love and the memories of tragedy.... we will look back on the days of triumph and the days of defeat... we will look back on those that we helped and those that we could have helped more.... and we will certainly look back and ponder, "was my life good?"

Good is your definition. Nobody can tell you what "good" is. Nobody can ever pretend to know every moment in your life and recap that for you. Nobody can ever pretend and tell you what you lacked or what you deserved. Only you can ever know these things. And only you can ever judge yourself in those final minutes. What will you do until then?

Make your days good, make them count.