When I was young, getting old just seemed sad. My grandmother however, didn’t seem to mind. She was active and always glad to have her health.
Awash in self-congratulatory youth, I saw her gratitude as, well, pathetic. So she’s healthy, big deal. There was so much else to life – wealth, fame, partying. She had no mansion, no Maserati, no movie star lifestyle.
Inevitably – and deservedly – life kicked me in the butt and taught me to appreciate good health – mine and that of those I love. I learned that living pain-free is a gift, and that assuming I’ll die of old age is a privilege not afforded to many.
I also learned what bullshit wealth and status are. They’re literally and completely made up; fantasies we’ve all agreed on. I guess I could say I’ve learned what real wealth is, where real status comes from. Having is meaningless; giving is wealth. When you feel sufficiently abundant that you can give – your time, money, love, patience, empathy, respect and support – that’s real wealth. Real status is not needing to tell yourself or others that you’re important. It’s humility, standing with others rather than in front of them.
So yeah, I’m glad I have my health. I’m glad those I love do too. It’s is no longer something I take for granted. I treasure my good health like the precious gift it is, and work hard to maintain it – body, mind, and emotions. I pay attention to spirit, too.
Life is short, even when it’s long. The years fly by. One minute you’re twenty, blink and you’re forty. Suddenly, seventy. Don’t be depressed, that’s not my goal here. But do appreciate what’s good in your life, whether it’s health, family or a beautiful singing voice. While we work to improve our systems and global relationships, appreciation and gratitude are a link that can connect us all.