Saturday / May 28 / 2011
Time of your life: giving yourself permission to grow into YOU
Top-of-the-list song Hubs wants played at his funeral is “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)” by Green Day. Before I go into depth of meaning, allow me to address why exactly I know what Skip wants played at his funeral. Simply put, it’s important to know these types of things when you’re married to an inspired, imaginative musician (oh… let me add sexy to those adjectives).
Another turning point; a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist; directs you where to go. So make the best of this test and don’t ask why. It’s not a question but a lesson learned in time. It’s something unpredictable but in the end it’s right. I hope you had the time of your life.
So how is one able to stand at the end of his or her life and say he indeed had the time of his life? At the core, it’s the lessons learned in time. The journey of you and your experiences allow you to evolve into you. And since only you can be you, it’s important.
As Skip-n-I have lived in various places along the East Coast, we’ve been charged with being wanderers and not settling down. If you asked us to label ourselves, however, we’d choose explorers, adventurers. We embrace life — in a bear hug kind of way. Skip always says, “this” is home (referring to him + me). I love that.
I used to think we were ‘restless’ but as we’ve given ourselves permission to grow into ourselves, we’ve discovered true fulfillment in the journey — our journey. The one only he and I can take together.
For what it’s worth, it was worth all the while. Indeed.