I was running, actually, dogging it during a three mile run on my lunch break. Then I went by a person who couldn’t walk. I have don’t know anything about them. I don’t know how they feel.
It did make me think about how fortunate I am. I’m privileged. I have my freedom. I grew up in the United States of America in a middle class neighborhood with parents the loved and supported me. I hit the genetic lottery. But here I am dogging it. While I’m doing something that some people might do almost anything to be able to do on their own.
I’ve read or heard a few people talk about the habit of thinking about worse case scenarios because the practice makes you appreciate what you have in life. Austin Kleon talks about reading the obituaries. Stoic philosophy suggests to think about losing something or someone you care about. When you focus on losing something like your life or a loved one. It forces you to think about the things you’d regret. I know this process sounds morbid but it works.
When my father passed away one of the first things I thought about was my regrets. Things I would have liked to have said and done with my father, but it’s too late.
Thinking about death or losing someone you love can let you realize what’s truly important. Figure out the important things in your life. Do you want to call that parent, travel to Italy with your wife, have an adventure with your kids, rebuild a friendship, or take a chance on the life you deserve?
There are people all over this world that would probably do anything to have your opportunities. Don’t take these moments for granted.