What If, Today Was All We Had?

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Ever since COVID-19, life has changed dramatically. For us, we’ve been fortunate — things haven’t been too bad; I do miss being able to go out and take my time window shopping at grocery aisles, but is that really a problem when there are so many more people more unfortunate than we are?

We moved back to the States a little less than a year ago, after 3 years of non-stop traveling. The travel was fun, but moving from place to place wasn’t; and when you’ve been to enough cities in short enough the time, travel loses its magic — moments that should feel special don’t, and the last thing we wanted was to lose our appreciation for travel.

More importantly though, we came home because we missed family.
There’s something magical about being in the presence of a loved one’s smile, to bask in the familiarity of their habits, to revel in the echoes of their laughter that you can’t get through video alone.

But living at home has its disadvantages too — especially when you’re no longer twelve but thirty-two…and with your then-girlfriend-now-wife.
For one, there’s a lack of privacy — my parents do their best in respecting boundaries, but because we we live in a small home and the walls are thin, getting intimate on most nights (or really any night) can be a challenge.

Even trickier, is navigating around the inevitable conflicts that happen from the clashing of very different perspectives belonging to the cultures of two generations.

But despite it all, we’re still grateful to be home, to be around those we love most after considering the alternative: what if, we hadn’t come home? What if, we were still traveling, thousands of miles away in Southeast Asia?

Would we still have had the opportunity to be with our loved ones before it was too late?

Because very real is the current situation where none of our tomorrows are guaranteed; today, could be our last.

Our mortality is something many of us avoid thinking about because when we die, it doesn’t just mark the end of our lives, but of who we can become. When we die, our dreams die with us — and that’s terrifying because most of us have even truly yet to live.

Steve Jobs, in his 2005 commencement speech at Standford, said:

And in the very same commencement speech, Steve Jobs went on to say:

Seven years later, Steve Jobs was diagnosed again with the same pancreatic cancer, but this time, he wouldn’t survive it.

Most of us drift through life without asking ourselves — is what I am about to do today really what I want to be doing? Are these the relationships I really want to have?

We follow the expectations of others simply because it’s what everyone else has always done. We hold back on the lives we want because we tell ourselves there’s time — maybe after we’ve retired, we say. Maybe tomorrow.

…but what if, there’s no tomorrow?

What if, today was all we had?

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