Sunday, January 19, 2014

I Dare You


No more wasted days spent waiting for better tomorrows. I want my journal to be bulging with pages full of lovely things and precious moments worth remembering. I want each day of my life defined by something special. Fifty years from now, as I'm skimming through the words scrawled upon the pages of that dusty old journal with glasses perched upon my nose, I want to be able to smile and say, "Ah, I remember that cool November night.. he kissed me and I just didn't know what to do," or "That weekend we read the entire Book of Mormon in just two days." Or maybe even, "That was my favorite day of all. I just lounged beneath the sun on a frayed old blanket and just let the beauty of the world around me soak into my skin." One day, I want to read about the life I've lived, and I want it to be the most magical fairytale of them all.

Why not make today a day worth remembering? It's unfair to remember one day, and let another slip into the land of lost and forgotten things. If you find yourself sitting on your bed at the conclusion of each day with the silence of the night pressing against your ears and a mind filled with nothing but emptiness, you've failed yourself. Each day should be a day worth writing about. Each day should have at least a sentence to be remembered by. 

Scatter colorful drawing across your driveway, get chalk dust the color of rainbows on your eyelashes. Brave the cool winter wind with nothing but warm mittens and a thick, lovely scarf; let the snowflakes get tangled up in your hair. Sit beneath an ancient tree with a book, and read until your head aches and your fingers are raw from turning pages. Paint a picture with your toes. Eat a popsicle upside down.

With each new day, dare to do something so strange, so abnormal, so exhilarating, or something just so impossibly simple that it will be impossible to forget. And then, when the moon replaces the sun in the vast blue sky, and the stars twinkle ever so romantically above, let the words flow from your head all the way down to your fingers where they can be transferred onto the page of your journal. One day, your memories may be your greatest treasures. You get to create your own life story; so why not make it one worth writing down?

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