I was updating my LinkedIn account this morning, reminiscing a little bit along the way about the friends and neighbors who were left behind when it was time to move on. Those were lonely times knocking around by myself with the kids in tow, and thank God for them giving purpose and more love than I could ever give back.
FB has an app where you can list every place you've visited and they will calculate what percentage of the world you've seen. It says I have seen 7% of the world.
Just 7%. Feels like more. I guess because it doesn't calculate holding a newborn puppy fresh from its' momma's belly, or feeding an Emu in Australia. It doesn't count holding hands as someone passes away, playing follow the leader with a green sea turtle or standing just outside Westminster Abbey, weeping as I touched the stones and unable to go inside. What percentage would it give to laying flat on the grass watching a meteor shower, or putting it all on the line for love?
Those damned statistics can make anyone feel bad about good news! With 80% of life used, and 20% to go, and 93% of the world left unseen, what does that imply?
(Nothing important.)
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