I was driving Kid2 to school this morning, and I asked him if he was excited. He gave me the usual "what the hell?" look that teenagers are supposed to perfect. I laughed. Then I looked at him and said, "really?" And I explained what I'm so happy to share with you. Right now. A friend once pointed out that we get two lives, and the second begins the moment we realize we only get one. This is your Monday. No one else gets to wake up in your body, (unless you are having a frisky morning) and no one else gets to live your day. This is you in all of the amazing ways you get to exist.
Fight for your bliss. Look for your joy. Live every moment as if it matters because this is your life and you are the only one that gets to live it.
Make good choices you can be proud of.
Do the epic and live in the sublime.
Breathe in the gift of your existence and with every moment, know you have a unique contribution to offer. Figure out what you are meant to do and who you are meant to be. Then do it. You are your only motivation and your only roadblock. Own your better and embrace your worse.
Gift yourself to the world at large. Be. In this moment as you read the words in my heart, be aware that this moment is yours. This epic existence is yours to set your own standards, disregarding everyone else's. They don't even get to experience your heartburn, so don't give them a smile that hurts because it's inauthentic.
It's the Monday of your life, because this is life and there are no practice days in your existence. We are abundantly gifted with days to do more, be better, and give all you have, knowing that cup comes with free refills.
You can live in expectation that one day you won't be living, or you can live in the intention that this isn't that day and so it doesn't matter.