… Get a life in which you are not alone. Findgood friends and people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is notleisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail.
Write a letter. Get a life in whichyou are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever,
and that you haveno business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness
that you want tospread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers
and give it to charity.
Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister.
All of you want to do well but if you don’t do good too, then doing well will never be
enough. It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy
to take for granted the color of our kids’ eyes , the way the melody in a symphony rises
and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.
I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination.
I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get.
I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I
believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what
I had learned. By telling them this: Look at the fuzz on a baby’s ear. Read in the backyard
with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness,
because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived.
by Anna Quindlen