Another weekend gone

How can it possible be so late in December already? Wow - how the holidays are flying by this year.

Perhaps it's my great appreciation for all things this year that makes time move along so quickly. After the year I've had I'm so grateful to be upright and moving, not to mention feeling so good, that I take nothing for granted anymore. I'm taking the time to look at every decoration with new eyes, and listen to every Christmas carol with new ears, and buy every Christmas gift with a new heart - ones that appreciate what a gift it is to be here, loving life.

Somehow, the senses are sharper and the soul is softer when you've brushed against the forces of nature and tasted the bitterness of death. I'm not afraid of it, and I'm not worried about it, but at the same time I'm determined to enjoy every minute I have here and not spend it worrying about silly things or distracted by the woes of the world.

Whatever it is, I'm watching as time goes flying by and December is half over already. If only we could make it last a little longer than the other months.