My Apple iPhone currently contains 37 “Notes”, ranging from grocery lists, to gift ideas for Kimmer, to places we want to eat/drink on our next visit to LA, New Orleans, NYC, etc., to cryptic reminders of credit card numbers and security codes. If you read yesterday’s column, you won’t be surprised to know that 11 of the Notes deal with FOOD; however, the one Note I visit on a consistent 10 to 15 day basis is entitled, Countdowns; this page is littered with various digits that signify the number of days until a particular event will occur. Currently, my countdown titles include “3.15.16”, “Braves’ Opening Day” and “CFB ’16”.
I have no idea why I care any more about my once beloved Atlanta Braves…I can no longer watch them on TBS like I once did with somewhat disturbing frequency and frankly, they are TERRIBLE!!! Apparently, they, too, have a Countdown to again becoming a contender, but I’m confident they don’t want any of us to see what that number is; my guess is that it is far larger than any number on my Countdowns and is exceeded only by the ownership group’s bottom line projections.
As for the other two Countdowns I mentioned, March 15 is the day I choose each year in October or November to shoot for as the date on which Durango can at least see that light at the end of the tunnel after another cold, snowy Winter. Sure, we will get plenty more snow, sleet and freezing rain after March 15, sometimes all the way up to Memorial Day weekend, but in between, there will be plenty of warm, sunny days to enjoy. Now that we spend considerable time in the Winter in the warm climes of Scottsdale, my longing for this day is slightly diminished, but we still look forward to being able to get in the yard and plant our annuals for the glorious Colorado summers.
The other date, abbreviated as it may be, is probably recognizable to many of you; it is the date on which our beloved college football season kicks off, typically the Thursday before Labor Day! That tortuous period between the final collegiate game and the kickoff of the new season (this year, September 1), seems to get longer and longer for me with each passing year. This is odd for a Crimson Tide fan such as myself because said period has actually been shorter five of the past seven seasons for us than it has been for others, what with the advent of the BCS and now the College Football Playoffs. Nonetheless, this dormant period drags by for me, perhaps largely due to my aforementioned anemic Braves!
Despite all the Countdowns, my admitted fascination with numbers and my fulfillment as I watch the numbers dwindle two or three times each month, with each edit comes that compartmentalized thought in the back of my mind that my deductions also indicate a reduction in the number of days I have left to live…a sobering thought, but probably an important one.
As many of you know, we lost Daddy when he was only 48, on March 15, 1983. By my count, Daddy had 17,635 days on this Earth, about 15% of which included cancer in his body. I am sure he and so many like him would urge me to slow down and temper my giddiness about striking another set of days off my Countdowns. As silly or minor as it might seem, the realization of what my Countdown edits actually signify has really begun to impact me, not in a negative way, but in a motivating one. When I stop to think about each passing day and the fact that it’s truly a gift from God, I tend to be more likely to go ahead and run that extra mile, smile that extra smile, take that extra step as I do my work and or prepare a meal.
So, as we all naturally look forward to upcoming events or getting certain periods in our lives “over with”, let’s not forget the precious nature of each passing day and the gifts God has given us. And by the way, college football season kicks off in 176 days!