It was the day after the trip with the boys to Toys ‘R’ Us and the lunch at McDonald’s, during the singing of “Happy Birthday” after the pizza had been served and the laser tag battles decided at my son’s friend’s party. I wasn’t really thinking of anything at all when something made me think of the horrible events that took place in Paris on Friday. With a tinge of guilt for nothing I had done other than perhaps feeling happy, I was instantly reminded of how precious every moment of every day truly is and how much we take such simple moments like the one I was in for granted.
It wasn’t a moment, I imagined, much different than being with friends at a restaurant, seeing my favorite band in concert, or cheering on my favorite team. The only real difference was my moment wasn’t destroyed. I was going to go home with the pictures and memories that were now on my phone and share them with my wife and other two children.
However you processed the news over the weekend, I hope you shared time with someone you loved, read a good book, bought a new bike, worked on an old one, or made a fabulous meal. I hope the ride you took, be it with someone or by yourself, was filled not just with excitement but with the wonder and beauty of the place where you traveled as you met new people and made new friends.
“We are starstuff”, Carl Sagan once said. Life is fleeting. Let’s not forget that.