Now, much older, wiser and admittedly NOT immortal I realize the error in my thinking. Yes, we are all going to die, but quality of life is the factor so conveniently undermined in that righteous statement. Quality of life is the fine print illegible to most of us right up to that acute moment when we first feel the signs of aging or we experience our first health scare. Good health is almost always taken for granted until you don’t have it. It is only in that unfortunate yet profound moment that we truly begin to understand and appreciate the preciousness of feeling good, the airiness of vitality and affordability of a rosy outlook.
The quality of the years we have left is so dependent upon how we feed ourselves emotionally and physically. There is no way I could have known this the way I do now until it was time. I am still young, still healthy, but not without health concerns. The difference is; now I know; now I understand; now I appreciate. As a result I’ve committed to living differently, to consciously feed and nourish body and mind. I’m not perfect, but to commit to health is not to be perfect. Instead, it is a conscious and repeated effort to quit the habits that don’t serve us, cultivate new and healthy ones, armed with the knowledge we acquire, fueled by the love we have for ourselves and those we love around us.