If I Lived But 3 Summer Days... (Journal Entry #827)

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I almost wish we were butterflies, and lived but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
— John Keats

This quote sums up my mood this summer — happily putting off projects in favor of a nap in the grass, reading a novel aloud with my husband, or a game of tug with our dogs. There are moments I feel guilty spending my time this way… but then there are times I think, my priorities are exactly where they should be. We spend so much of our time working, pushing, striving for the things that will make us happy... when sometimes our determination causes us to miss the little joys right in front of us.

This isn’t to say there’s no value in living for the long-term. There is. But when you only live your life with your eye on tomorrow, you miss today. You fall into the mindset that time spent not working towards something is wasteful. Unproductive. Lazy. And you beat yourself up for every moment lost. There’s that feeling of guilt, that voice that says ‘I shouldn’t be spending my time this way’.

But the truth is, if I only had three summer days, this is how I would spend them. This is what would matter most. These moments are worth savoring, and appreciating. And when I think of them that way, I am overcome with gratitude for the opportunity to indulge in them. The privilege to sleep in the shade of a tree, to sip coffee on the porch without scrolling through my phone, to share a quiet moment with someone I love.

What would you do, if you had but three summer days? Who would you spend them with? And if you have even a moment to do those things now, let yourself have them. Breathe them in, and exhale a little prayer of gratitude before they are gone.