I was in an office the other day and I noticed a calendar hanging on the wall. Each day that had passed was crossed off with a large 'X'. As I sat there looking at it, it seemed sort of sad to me -- as if the person crossing off the days didn't feel each day was important, but thought of the day as something to get through, something that rated a big 'X' at the end.
Looking back at my life (at this point I have more days to look back upon than I do to look forward to) I think that each day, all by itself might not have been very important - but gathered together one against the other and moving ahead from one to another, each single day made up another notch in my life. Some days were very significant (to me) and others probably not so much (even to me) but taken together I would say none of them deserved a big 'X'!
"If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments." - Anne Morrow Lindbergh
