I spent the past few hours with my firstborn watching an old movie on HBO: Heart and Souls. I remember laughing and crying when I first saw this film almost 15 years ago, and I wanted to see if I'd still enjoy it.
You probably know how the movie went, I won't rehash it here. (If you haven't seen it, you can get the synopsis over at IMDB.) So it got me thinking, if I died suddenly but was given the chance to finish one last thing before I had to ride the spiritual bus that would take me to my final destination up there or down there, what would that thing be? What particular thing would make my life complete, as it were, at this point in the journey?
For the life of me, I can't name just one. There are so many things that I still want to do. The thing is, I know that doing these things will take time...and how many of us are sure about how much time we have left? The logical thing to do, then, would be to bust our asses in order to get things done, to achieve our goals. But doing so would mean an increased risk of missing out on the small but meaningful things in life, things that we're already wont to take for granted sometimes.
Achieving that balance between being driven to achieve one's dreams and yet being laid back enough to enjoy life's sweet moments takes patience, concentration, and determination -- virtues that I sorely lack. I am so screwed.
Oh, I did laugh and cry again watching that movie tonight. I knew my man-boy was probably rolling his eyes at me, but that's okay. I have the satisfaction of knowing that he's a lot more like me than he will ever care to admit.