I managed to
snag a new book on the Kennedy family, this one is “Jackie, Ethel, Joan, The
Women of Camelot” and of course I dive right into it despite having 2 other
books on the go. I read that Jackie
lived every day to the fullest and I pause.
Really? What does that mean? Never a dull moment in 66 years of life? Is that humanly possible?

I don’t know about Jackie or Ethel, but I
know about me. If I am lying on my bed,
light turned on over my head and I am curled up with an excellent book, I am
living life to the fullest in that moment.
When I feed my cats, watch them chase each other and then come to me
with their big Meows, asking to be let out, I am in the moment and life is
good. When I potter around the kitchen
baking a cake or cookies I am savouring every moment with pleasure, anticipating
the delight of family or friends. When I
write an especially funny blog I chuckle to myself and imagine the guffaws of
my readers. Perfect. Laying in a hot tub with lavender bath salts,
oh yes, I am definitely in the moment.
Every muscles protesting and joints twinging, as I do my sun
salutations, I am definitely There.
Dodging the dangers on the road, cussing, muttering, wondering at the
stupidity of others, trust me I am All There.
Life may seem mundane and frequently
without joy but every one of us is living our lives to the fullest when we are
consciously engaged in our activity. I
don’t think we should feel diminished because someone may not say about us “she
lives life to the fullest”. Trust us, we
are.
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