very Sunday I make a to-do list of everything I need to get done during the course of the week… updating my blog has been on there since before the new year, along with fixing the rear break on my bike and making a list of goals for 2011.  I seem to have a much easier time with the minutia — like doing laundry, going grocery shopping, remembering to bathe…… or maybe I’m just a huge procrastinator.  This morning, however, I finally got the motivation to write.  Unfortunately, my motivation to write came from my lack of motivation to go to the gym.  I’ve been getting up at 7AM for a couple months and it’s killing me.   Most people would probably think I am totally spoiled for complaining about getting up at 7AM, but most nights I work until 8:30 or 9, sometimes even 10.  Plus, I’m just generally one of the worst morning people you’ll ever meet.  But I digress…

This morning I got some really sad news.  Two of the parishoners at my church here in Santa Monica were killed by Somali pirates who hijacked their boat in the Indian Ocean.  Most of you have probably hear the story.  Here it is for those who haven’t:  http://www.ktla.com/news/landing/ktla-oc-yacht-couple-hijacked-somali-pirates,0,4704165.story

I didn’t know the couple personally, but I was filled with such a profound sadness and terror.  I immediately flashed to what it must have felt like in those last few minutes… having an absolute sense of lack of control and probably disbelief that life has all come to this moment.

And it makes me feel really ridiculous for complaining that I don’t want to get out of bed.

It may sound cliche to say, but moments like these really do give you an appreciation for your own life, even with all its annoyances and difficulties.

I wanted to write more, but for now I’m going to actually get out of bed and have a GOOD day.  Hope everyone else does too!

 

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