Turning on a dime

Life…

The manic imperative I’m feeling to suck the juice out of every last exquisite moment has come from the realization that life can turn in a skinny minute; that taking for granted what you thought was the mundane was actually “IT!!” — the individual moments that string together in some extraordinary trick of mathematics to equal the infinitely immeasurable joy of life…

For two days I’d enjoyed hanging out and getting to know the daughter of a friend — we met for tasty noms in a perfectly divey little part of Denver, got to know the incredibly cool work she’s doing over bahn mi and falafel. Such a cool, smart, fun, thoughtful, funny girl turned woman.

The next morning we got to laugh and talk life, politics, human nature over the most creative eggs Benedict — the description itself was pure poetry…

Winter Harvest Benny Griddled sun-dried tomato and parmesan grit cakes topped with a ragout of Brussels sprouts, kale and cannelloni beans with poached cage free eggs, cream cheese hollandaise and toasted fennel crumb.

Then, life took a turn on a dime — in a matter of moments — laughter to tears, joy to heartache, as an unimaginable accident took her roommate’s dog’s life, right before us.

Having loved and lost can leave us bereft and bitter, or it can open us to a new depth of love that is well-informed by the knowledge that that love will be eventually lost, propelling us to love ardently, heart wide open, in every moment that we can muster the courage, to create a life of our purposeful choosing.

Originally published at ultimatecoachingmodel.wordpress.com on January 26, 2016.