"If love is real, it will be evident in our daily life, in the way we relate with people and the world." (Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace is Every Step)

"I don't know how long you will be here, but I'm glad you're in my life right now."


These strange words of an acquaintance startled me the first time she said them to me. I wondered where I was going. As it turned out, she was telling me she was no friend, that our interaction had a purpose, and that when I was no longer useful, she would discard me. She did.

T
he experience was painful and embittering. Then it occurred to me that if I took her words and released them into a clear blue sky--a clean, new context--they could teach me something timeless, eternal, and even trite. We all know nothing lasts forever. We're here only for a little while. Seize the day. Blah, blah. We need to make the most of it. And what's done is done.

The lesson in and out of the clear blue is that it's downright pointless to expect relationships to be eternal commitments. We crave that comfort and security, we want to know we have someone to turn to in trust. Sometimes loyal friends come and stay a lifetime, but life proves over and over that holding onto the idea of forever is unrealistic. People die, move, change direction....Things happen. The point is to cherish the present because it's all we have.

How much better it might be to jump into life with two feet and see the people who make up a day as everything life is about. They are my life because they're here. If I can grasp that even the meanest of users is doing the best she can and facing her own struggles, I can let her behavior teach me lessons rather than hurt me.


If I think like this, then the guys painting the outside of my home, Ted the Recycling Guy, the Mail Lady, Gary who drives by every day, and the woman who teaches in Bridgeport and walks her dog when I am out walking are my life--along with my husband, my daughter, my parents, the guinea pigs, the blue jays, the squirrels, the foolish turtles trying to cross the road, my neighbor's kid, the librarian... The people who aren't here aren't here at all. We love who and what we make time for.

It's a hard lesson to flick through an address book and realize the people my mind holds dearest have not passed before my eyes in years and that in a few months I'll be scribbling Christmas cards to them and trying to remember the names and ages of their kids. We do drift in and out of each other's lives. This is not a crime but a fact. You can love people who are far away in time or place, but your life is made of the people who are present. It's in our best interest to love them well.

"I'm glad you're in my life right now." It could be beautiful.