I’ve been feeling a bit worn out today. Nothing in particular happened, although I’m guessing it may be influenced by the knowledge that I have my first block exam for Human Health and Disease at the start of next week, and I still have lots of information that I need to wrap my mind around. Antibiotic and antifungal names, actions, and uses are presenting a particular challenge for me at the moment, although I’ve bought some nifty blank flashcards and plan to do all I can to drill these antimicrobial names n’ natures into my mind this week.
Sometimes, on days like today when I’m tired and would rather be doing something other than studying, I lose sight of the unique beauty of the day. Just now, I was looking out my window while going through some online modules for an elective I’m taking. The wind has been blowing all day, and the way it scatters the sunlight and shadows across the ground reminds me of autumn breezes. I love autumn because it means that Thanksgiving and Christmas and family time are coming, and for a moment I found myself wishing it was November. After all, the holiday season only comes once a year, and for me, the weeks leading up to it are so ripe with anticipation that you could almost juice them for cider.
But then a though struck me—spring only comes once a year also. Today, April 22, is a single day, just like Thanksgiving or Christmas Day. In fact, each day only comes once a year, and this particular moment only comes once a lifetime. I’ll never have the afternoon of April 22, 2014 again. Doesn’t that make it something to be treasured?
From this perspective, the very air is alive with possibility. The next breath I take is as fresh, fleeting and beautiful as a shooting star tracing the arc of the midnight sky, or as a hawk catching the currents of the heavens and spiraling up into the blue.
This moment is a gift. In truth, the fact that I can study right now is a gift.
So I shall get back to studying.
And if you’re feeling a bit tired too, I hope you find refreshment in this moment, this very moment of life.