Seize the day, seize whatever you can
‘Cause life slips away just like hourglass sand
Seize the day, pray for grace from God’s hand
Then nothing will stand in your way
Seize the day
I love that song and yesterday was one of those days. There were plenty of chores to be done, tasks on the list, but the sky wore blue and the sun was making an appearance after 17 days of rain and clouds. After a stop at the library and a quick run to the grocery, I parked myself on a deck chair with a cup of iced coffee and three potential reads. (I ended up beginning with The Story of Forgetting by Stefan Merrill Block which I just happened upon.) And as I sit here this morning, listening to the sound of rain once again, I am happy to have seized the day, the moment, the time.