Mere living
Indian Hunter by John Quincy Adams Ward, Central Park, New York City; May 2007
“How good is man’s life, the mere living!” — Robert Browning
Can we really comprehend the meaning of the phrase “mere living?” If so, probably never as clearly as when we come face to face with the reality of our life’s inevitable end, whether soon or years from now. I wish for you today a keen awareness of how good it is merely to be alive. No matter what else is happening right now, regardless of the pains or sorrows we may be enduring, it’s a privilege to be here. I almost forgot that truth once, but I honestly believe I will never forget it again.
One year ago today:
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