If life were all laid out for you, in a cookie-cutter shaped trail, and all you had to was put auto-pilot on and go with the motions, life would be incredibly boring and we would all become complacent to the little miracles that happen every day.
The sad thing is that some people do live like this.
These little miracles could be the things that allow you to be devoid of tragedy. The cup of coffee that you needed to have, that kept you running late, only to find out that there is an accident on the very route that you take to work every day.
The little things like when a child looks up at you and says, "Why does it snow?" and as much as you know the answer, it's a little more magical to say a person called Old Man Winter has something to do with it.
The little joys that when someone you love, takes a moment out of their day, just to tell you that you're fabulous.
Or do they?
I guess it may be a matter of looking at things from an unassuming and appreciative perspective. A glass half-full approach per say. The risk you take may end up in complete and total failure, by tangible means, but a lesson can always be learned from a risk.
A lesson about yourself, a lesson about someone else, a moment where you realize who you are becoming and what you really want to stand for.
The really big miracle- the ability to be free of anything that may compromise you're ability to process and cherish the little wonders around you.
I'm not sure what inspired me to put these very words out into the world today. I guess it may have something to do with being bombarded by external pressures, personal determination and expectations, and stepping up to the plate knowing that no one is going to bat a home run for me.
Everyone will pass on, but not every really lives. Take a moment, and always remember to stop and pick up that very dirty penny.