Today is some day.

Some days are better than others I have long heard and that is the key way to looking at life. And they are all good I happen to think. For it’s how we think of them; we either enjoy the days events and happenings versus whether or not we look back and desire that those things happened differently or didn’t happen at all. There are no bad days. I ask you, really now, does over cooked toast and under cooked grits constitute a bad day? Does your or my team losing a game or match constitute a bad day? OK, those never help put a smile on our faces, I will concede. But it doesn’t define the day as bad. Less than desirable, perhaps, but bad?

As I see them, days are pretty much how we think of them. I think a bad day is one we will never see. Failing to wake up one day, then that is a bad day. Well, it is for those who don’t wake up, anyway. There are those arguments about terrible events such as having a heart attack, or having the wrong view of a gun barrel as being a bad day. Or a tire blowing out in the middle of 5 lanes of traffic. There are countless nasty things that happen to people everyday through no fault or desire of their own. And some that do. But, my outlook on life insist that life is what we wish to think of it. And I have had some days where nothing happened as I had planned or would have wanted things to happen. I’ve had some days whose memories I cherish and some days I’d rather just forget; those days where the nasty events took place on my behalf. But most days are those that just get another mark on the calendar with a wistful anticipation of good things yet to happen. I’ll take those kind any day. And I’ll make the most of them. And if evil, nasty things happen and the day doesn’t turn out as planned, I’ll just proudly put another mark on the calendar, happy that I survived the day and know that I get another day tomorrow. Life is for living; not complaining. Enjoy the day. You will never have enough of them to waste any complaining.