I'm seeing stars. Billions of stars. As of this writing I have just been sitting on my back porch looking at stars. And yes, I am lucky enough that I can really see the stars in my back yard. (I live way out of Town, like you know where the middle of nowhere is? It's on the way to my house. Hang a left on the dirt road at the end of nowhere).
SO... now I'm overcome by how small and insignificant we all really are comparatively speaking. And also awed by how awesome we are that things work out like they do; as if everything were put together just for us at this moment. ((that big guy is really on one today)) I hear you, so let me tell you what I'm thinking.
If a child works really hard at basketball, what are the chances that they will grow up to be an NBA player? If they practice the piano every day (for countless hours, please can I go outside and play), what are the odds they will someday play Carnegie Hall? One in a million?
Now what are the odds that if someone planned their life out, studied and really applied themselves, they could grow up to be just like you? I'd say that's even more of a long shot. And, in my humble opinion (like there's anything humble about me), I think it's a more worthwhile goal with a better payout!
Now what are the odds, what spins and twists of fate had to all come together, with all of the millions of choices we have made, the influences we have had and the heartache and happiness we've survived, that we would still end up here. If you did everything over again exactly the same, would it still turn out the same? Think about how much timing plays into everything, and how the 'perfect storm' of events, circumstance and place had to converge to put me here and you there. And bring us together now.
I think that's pretty cool and I'm going to celebrate it. Who wants ice cream... (oooh strawberry. my favorite!)
“We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.”
Luciano de Crescenzo