Please note previous post: “6 Months To Live”. Also of note: No, I’m not dying. I’m working on living.

I woke up today at 5:50AM (instead of the usual 7:15AM). Woke up to the song “Resurrecting” by Elevation. It felt right for Day 1.

I called my mom to say, “Hi, I love you, I’m up. Have a good day”. I wasn’t sure I could wake up so early so I had told her to call me at 5:55AM but by golly, Β I called her first. I sure do love sleep but with 183 days to go, sleeping can wait! There is life to be lived! (And with a 183 days left, I think I should probably be calling Β my mom more often).

6 months=26 weeks=183 days=4392 hours=263, 520 minutes=15.8 million seconds.

I got out of bed, turned on my new electric kettle (I got rid of my stove-top kettle. I don’t have time to wait for the water to boil), changed into my yoga pants and started Day 1 of 30 days of Yoga with Adrienne on YouTube. (It felt good!)

Then Bible Reading. Going to read through the Bible in 6 months. Genesis 1-7. I only got to Genesis 3. Did you know that just because you wake up at 5:50AM, doesn’t mean you will get everything done that needs to get done? I thought for sure 5:50AM was early enough. Apparently it’s not.

Day 1 of Mark Batterson’s book “Draw the Circle: the 40 day Prayer Challenge”. Day 1: Get Ready. You really can’t live to your potential if you aren’t praying. I really do believe that. Well, you wouldn’t know that I value prayer by looking at the last 2 years of my life-prayer has been a vague whisper of “God help me” most of those days. I have definitely had seasons of earnest prayer in the past. I remember when I was around 22 years old, a girl name Kaitlin Dennis and I prayed a lot-maybe a few times a week for a summer? I can’t honestly remember how long we did it. We prayed so much we were running out of things to pray for so I brought a phone book-we started at the beginning-praying for everyone with the last name that started with A. I don’t think we got very far before we stopped. Kaitlin and I weren’t close friends then and still aren’t but I remember loving our time together.

Plus, if you are getting ready to meet your Maker in 183 days, now might be a good time to reconnect, start talking.

I went to work, less hurried, with my best perfume on. I’ve been trying to use this Dolce & Gabbana perfume bottle really slowly but now, seriously, what am I waiting for? Wear your best perfume! A few mishaps occurred at work and I did feel more stretched than usual but it was ok. Life is short and I’m grateful to be living it. A co-worker said “I’m so over this day” and I responded “Me too!” Then I stopped. Wait. I don’t want this day to be over because that means I only have 182 days left. Closer to the end. I seriously felt, “I really don’t want this day to end”.

I went to Safeway after work. At the check-out line, Shannon, a young guy I’ve seen there before, was behind the counter. I asked him how his day was going. He said “It’s going”. I looked at him, not knowing quite what to say. I said something like, “Yeah, I hear ya. You know, there’s probably old people who are getting close to the end who wish it wasn’t coming so soon. We probably wish the end would come way too often” I think I was more eloquent than that but he agreed and he handed me my receipt and I left with my apples, my avocados and 2 bouquets of flowers for myself. (And a frozen Paul Newman Supreme pizza-no wasting time cooking tonight!).

I got home, and I didn’t want to go inside. If I have 183 days left, I want all the fresh air my lungs can take! I opened the windows and the blinds. For the first time, I felt claustrophobic in my house-I’m feeling the need to bust out. It’s a strange feeling.

Now to finish Genesis 4-7. And a painting that’s due tomorrow for an art show.

Remember: Stay present. Stay focused. Don’t try to escape, with your attention all over the place. Sink into the moment. Love it. Even the pain. Pull it close and look it square in the eyes. If I live to be 70, then this is my mid-life. Mid-life is not always 50. For some, their mid life will be 30 or 25 or 20. I pray we live to be really really old and wrinkly and flabby but if not, then God help us live every day to the fullest, loving the people around us, finding joy in every moment.