But it is also disturbing. As I cross off each day I realize I will never get it back. I hope I haven't wasted it. As each year passes there's the realization that I have a finite amount of days. How many more to go? Do I really want to be so cruel crossing each remaining one off?
Maybe I need to change the way I look at this It's not that a day is over. It's that I was given the privilege of living that day. That I've made good use of it -- laughing, creating, loving, enjoying, doing the best I can. I need to cross off that daily number with satisfaction, not regret. Putting an "X" on the day is really not an act of finality. It should be an act of thoughtful reflection. After all, one small square is insufficient to hold the contents of living a whole day.
I will look at this a new way. But as long as I get to start a new calendar each year (hopefully many years), I will probably keep crossing off the days!