Today Was a Good Day

(I wrote this a couple of years ago, so don't be confused by the passing away of those I reference in this blog.)

Does anyone remember that Ice Cube song, Today Was A Good Day? So, I decided to look up the lyrics to see if I remembered anything other than the hook. What I realized, is that although this was a song of my childhood that I would bop my head to and try to sing along with, alongside my peers as we acted like we were cool; I have no identifying lifestyle with this song. None whatsoever. I read the lyrics and laughed thinking what the heck was I singing about because I sure never lived this growing up. But despite my not-so-thug lifestyle, it doesn’t negate from the fact that it was a great rap song. And if all I can identify with is the hook- then that's all I need. Because as I sit here thinking about my day today, as uneventful and lackluster as it was- today was a good day. Today, no one bothered me, I wasn’t sick, I wasn’t hungry, homeless, or clothesless. I wasn’t emotionally hurting, physically hurting or even spiritually hurting. I wanted for nothing. My family as far as I know, wanted for nothing, and I was safe, protected, and sheltered from elements known and unknown. Today was a good day. And I lived in it and through it with ease.

No great thing to a world filled with “great things” of billion-dollar deals, and rides to the moon. Electric cars and inventions that are creating a world of AI beyond my scope of understanding. No great thing my day of reading and writing and making my bed. To some, they would call my day unproductive, insignificant, and pointless. Mundane (you gotta say it in an English accent to really get the effects- Mundane. Lol.) To others my days sound unimaginative and lazy. My day would be classified as the most boring day a person could have. Even though I felt at ease and happy and thoughtful, which are some of the best feelings a human being can have. And to have them going on at the same time- pure bliss.

My day may not have been building a computer program, researching cures in a lab, or conducting million-dollar deals but the point is, I was here- alive and able to do those simple things that seemed so inconsequential and mundane. Inconsequential they may have been, but I was happy, and I enjoyed being able to perform the simple acts of life that ultimately give our life true meaning.

As I opened my internet, I was hit with the news that crypto founder Tiantian Kullander died at the age of 30 and Irene Cara the young woman from the acclaimed movie Fame died at the age of 63. I in my “inconsequence” was able to make it another day. I in my “uneventfulness” was able to breathe in and breathe out and be refilled with life. It was humbling and stabilizing to realize the magnitude of life and to be grateful for it. I was stunned by the passing of these two individuals because I found them to be so young. And although people pass away every day, I never want to be jaded or desensitized to death or to life. Hence the reason for my musings. Because life can be short or it can be long, but what it will always be, is precious. It is a gift, a great magical gift that should never be taken for granted. And nothing we do or the life we live is inconsequential or uneventful because there are no ordinary moments. Everything counts and everything matters.

I am always stunned at my life, and I am always brought to a place of gratitude when it dawns on me that I have survived another day. Life is life- all of it. All of it is meaningful and all of us are meaningful. I say rest in peace to those who have gone on before us. And I also ask my God, to show me the way to my truth, my purpose and destiny, so that I too will find rest and peace when my time comes, knowing that I have come, I did what I was meant to do, and I have left the world better than I found it. Many have passed and I am still here, and I am grateful. Today was a good day.