As I’ve recently blogged about, I live by the belief that everything is transitory. We live in an impermanent world, and whenever we think we are in control of everything, fate has a way of throwing a monkey wrench in our otherwise perfect cogs.
Most of the time, I feel like I have a pretty firm handle on things. I’m in a career that I love, surrounded by colleagues I appreciate and look up to for the most part. My fiancée is incredible, and by all measures I feel like I’m doing pretty well.
But then last week, after a night of heavy drinking, I got an epileptic seizure for the first time in my life. Not a pleasant experience, but I figured it was a one off, and as soon as the weekend rolled back around I went out for a few more beers with some friends. Nothing crazy, but apparently still sufficient because by the time Friday night turned to Saturday morning I seized up again. This time it lasted for a shorter while, but I bit my tongue like a motherfucker and doing all things tongue-related (insert dirty joke) still hurts pretty badly.
My point is…
… that everything changes, and there’s no point in getting too comfortable or getting too used to things being a certain way, because the only guarantee in life is that things change constantly. This is not a bad thing however, simply because the very reminder can help pull us back into a better state and make us more appreciative of what we have, and focus on all the things which are already good in our lives as opposed to what we want to achieve in the future.
If having two epileptic seizures in a week taught me anything it is to be super grateful for everything that is good in our lives, and that there are many more people who care about our well-being than we might believe at first glance, and we all have much more to be grateful for than we give ourselves credit for in everyday life.