We are by instinct, a species that will do anything to survive. We survive the Ice age, and the human race continues to evolve, learn, invent, create, destroy, love, hate …. and survive. In tragedy or hardship, we seem to bring the best and the worst of us; we help others, injure others … and we keep on going – surviving. The survival instinct is ingrained in us very deeply; however, one thing puzzles me – we fail to live every day.
We live daily, sometimes in a daze. We go thru the motions, like zombies in a hurry. We wake up each day, sometimes in a frenzy. We fail to acknowledge the blessing of each day (me included). Why (as species who will fight for survival) we seem to forget of everyday living? Do we take living for granted? How can we be sure that when we go to sleep, we will wake up the next day? There is no guarantee to that, we know it, we ignore it. Each day is a huge blessing – no matter what it will bring. If you opened your eyes today, you were given life.