This week My Story Of I turns FOUR, meaning you’d think that there is lots to wonder about but actually that is not the case. Instead there is a lot to do. Lots of preparations, lots of things that I have been hiding from all of you that will go live and literal new adventures to be had and shared. I guess I just want to catch up and see how you are doing since I left off wondering what was happening to the world and frankly I am still wondering what is happening to the world. The train of thought I started in my last post I continued over the past month as I watched everything unfold scared and anxious. I have come to believe that right now, more than ever we are writing history books.
Reading the last post will significantly help you understand all that is to come. You can read it here!
Who would have thought that in our lifetime that is all about modern technology, with health care being the most advanced it has ever been, people living well into their 80’s and some killer diseases basically eradicated we would face a pandemic? Before the pandemic everyone used to say; ‘’What a time to be alive’’ aiming to capture the amount of possibility we have in our lifetimes because of aforementioned advancements. All the things that have led us here are being written in the history books of their respective fields and some in the general history books that will become part of our school curriculums. But what about our own history books? Because right now we’re all writing history books.
I can’t help but wonder about the definite impact the coronavirus outbreak has had on our lives. Granted on some lives more than others, and yes I am talking about more than just the terrible economic difficulties some people are facing due to the outbreak. I remember reading a book about defining moments, which are basically crossroads in your life where no matter what you choose the story will forever be different. I get that it is normal when making a choice, but in life we have become so used to being able to slightly erase things when writing the history books of our lives. When we’re erasing we know it won’t completely go back to what we once considered normal but the slight difference is okay because it’s not dramatic or of much impact.
However now, with the COVID-19 crisis, there’s without a doubt a chapter added in every history book written and yet to be written in every field, quite like WWII and people are realizing this simply because life changed very suddenly and in a lot of unexpected ways on various terrains. For me the same happened back in 2016 on May 9th and it initiated the start of My Story Of I. I can’t help but wonder whether we now, finally, will learn that time is in fact the most precious thing we own. Better yet or equal to will we learn that what one does now, in the present, always matters?
If you are not convinced that time is the most precious thing you own, read this and I’ll explain why.
The thing is our lives are always changing either by big things or small things. I know it sounds like I am exaggerating but every decision and everything we do shapes our life story in some way. It’ll become the history book we’ve written and the future we’ll write, because everything is intertwined. Could it be that the beauty in this absolute chaos is us waking up from the fantasy of being invincible with indefinite time? I can’t help but wonder could this be a defining moment for us to stop counting on someday? On another note, how are you going to write this part of your history? What will the impact of this defining moment be for the story of your life?
I clearly remember how panicked I was during this week four years ago. Well, perhaps panicked isn’t the right word to capture all the feelings that were happening. I kind of imagine it like a bouncy ball being set loose between three walls of concrete and three of cotton. Starting My Story Of I was definitely a defining moment in my life which made me realize basically all there is to read on My Story Of I and this week that’ll be a four year process. Wauw Time, it really does go by fast.
I can’t help but wonder, will the fact that we know we’re writing history make us, collectively, try to write a better story?