3.20.2007

Am I living it right?

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance

I hope you dance

This song really hit home today, cheesy as it may seem. I found out yesterday that my grandpa has a brain tumor that is inoperable and more than likely incurable. He's not going to die tomorrow, but his death is certainly coming a lot sooner than I expected. I was talking with my mom about it and how I don't want to get old in general. She made the point that he's lived a full life so it's not as bad as I think it is now, from my limited perspective.
I keep remembering the last time I saw him in person. I was really upset--they wanted me to stay with them rather than driving home that night. The next morning it started to snow and I had to stop at Walmart in Cedar City for Midol. I called home (because I knew they would be up at 6:30 a.m.) and ended up venting to Mom for a while. For some reason, I thought this was just the worst thing ever. I'm glad now that I had that time with them, but I wish I hadn't spent the night feeling mad.
I just re-read an interview my Uncle Gary conducted with them a few years ago at a family reunion. My grandpa ended by encouraging all of us (kids and grandkids) to stay close to the gospel because you won't feel happy anywhere else. So that's what I intend to do.

Carpe diem, everyone.

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