“One more day is all we ever have…”
That’s why I’m going to be fine; even as I’m slowly dying, and running out of time.”
Aria Sharp - One More Day.
We all only get a lifetime, that’s what we’re always told. Quoted in different ways by different people and hailed as words to live by, if not because we only live for so long, and in theory, only get this one shot to get it right.
In the song, “Live like you were dying.” A man talks about being diagnosed as terminal with a friend, who tells him how it took that moment to realize how much he hadn’t been living at all. He suddenly started doing all of the things he knew he could have done earlier, but hadn’t made the time or had taken them for granted. In One more Day, it is the story of the struggle between fear and acceptance; from denial to embracing the inevetiable and the transendence that occurs when that moment of realization takes place.
Why does it take that sort of moment for us to start living in a way that makes us question how much time we really have, and how much we still have left to do? Why does it take that sort of circumstance for us to wonder of our own potential or regret what might never be?
It shouldn’t have to.
We all get one chance in this world, to be the person we want to be. So live that that knowledge, and don’t deny yourself faith just because someone, somewhere has said something you don’t like. We have nothing to prove to anyone, just ourselves.
And live.
