My life is like a pomegranate. The exterior texture is smooth and a little leathery making it tough until you cut into it. Its appearance is dull and unassuming yet bright enough to be noticed. When you get inside there are sections like the decades of my life. There are hundreds of bright seeds. One may be plump and juicy. Another may be dry and bland. Like the days of my life each a new and unique adventure. When all the seeds are gone you’re left with yellow wrinkle skin where life once was.
I didn’t know what life had in store for me. I dreamed of the kind of life I wanted. The thing about dreams they don’t always come true. So I adjusted my dreams to new ones. I looked back on my past with regret instead of embracing the lessons I learned. I visualized how sweet my life will be when my dreams finally come true. I will continue to visualize and share my dreams in the universe but the reality is my health is failing. Just like every seed in the pomegranate is different so are each one of my days. I may wake up with limited pain or a rare day of no pain. There are the days like I’ve had for the past couple of weeks with a pain level between 8 and 9. I’ve had 10+ pain and I’m thankful I’m not feeling that pain.
The gift is I woke up and was given another day to be. To embrace all the wonders I may face today, like a little bird in the tree outside my window, children laughing and playing on their way to school. The sun may shine or rain may fall, it might be a heat wave or a cold front it doesn’t matter and complaining won’t change a thing anyway.
An over the top joke someone says on TV when my body doesn’t want to crawl out of bed. A call, email or letter in the mail from someone spreading their joy. It’s all good because I have a new day. Not yesterday’s regrets or tomorrow hopes. I have today, right now to enjoy even when I’m hurting. I bear the pain and smile despite it, because it doesn’t hurt to smile, to be happy and thankful. Tomorrow isn’t promised so I’m making the best of today.