Yesterday, my nephew, Austin, passed away suddenly and inexplicably. He was almost a year old. Makes you think.

   Oddly enough, running through my head yesterday morning were thoughts about living life to the fullest. What does that really mean anyhow?

   Is it doing everything to the best of our ability…to perfection? Instead of perfectionism or striving for excellence (a prettier version of perfectionism, at times), living to the fullest is much more tangible; better than chasing ideals. Ideals can be another way of chasing the ghost of perfection…Ideals…Seeing what can be, instead of what is. Idealism and Realism must combine for there to be any semblance of sanity.

   That’s all for now. More musings later. I’m off to Indiana for a sad occasion.

I’ve never done a blog before, but it looks like fun. So, here it goes!