I saw a post today from Claudia, who was my Airbnb host the first time I visited Puerto Vallarta over five years ago, and I couldn’t help myself—I had to write about it.
Thank you for the powerful message, Claudia. And here’s to you traveling exactly the way we talked about all those years ago. 🙌
I have this little schtick I like to play: “Live life to the fullest.”
I’ve said it so much that I actually tattooed it on my left calf.
Ironically, it was also my mom’s most annoying saying when we were kids. I’d roll my eyes and say, “Yes, Mom.” I didn’t really get it—until I unexpectedly lost her on July 1st, 2019. Looking back now, she couldn’t have been more right.
To be fair, she wasn’t all motivation and sunshine. Later in life, she had no problem telling people to kiss her ass, so there was balance. 😄
Every time I hear about someone dying—no matter their age—that phrase comes back to me. I’ve had too many family members whose lives were cut short in one way or another, so it always hits close to home.
That’s what pushed me to write today. Stories like these are reminders—not in a dramatic way, but in a quiet, unavoidable one—that tomorrow isn’t guaranteed. And that makes today matter a whole lot more.
So yeah…
Live life to the fullest.
Roll your eyes if you want.
I did too.
Until I didn’t.
I have this little schtick that I try to play, “Live life to the fullest!” So much so, I even got it tattooed on my left calf!
It was my mom’s most annoying saying to all of us kids. I would roll my eyes and say Yes, Mom. I never realized it until I unexpectedly lost her on July 1st, 2019; she couldn’t be more right. She would also tell a lot of people to “Kiss her ass” later in life, so she was not all motivation. LOL
Every time I hear of someone dying, I always think of this saying, no matter the age. I have had so many family members’ lives cut short one way or another, so it does hit home for me.
These stories from the horrific Air India plane crash made me blog today:
Air India plane crash
For some, it was just another breaking news headline.
For me, it was a stark reminder of how fragile—and unpredictable—life really is.
Four lives. Four stories. Four lessons that reshaped how I think about time, purpose, and grace.
First:
A family who waited years to fulfill their dream of emigrating to the UK. Life kept getting in the way—responsibilities, delays, decisions. When they finally boarded the plane, they believed the hard part was over. They never reached their destination.
It reminded me how often we postpone our lives for “someday.”
If we keep waiting, someday can quietly become never.
Second:
A woman who was supposed to be on that flight—but arrived late. She begged to board and was denied. Angry. Frustrated. Defeated. Only later did she realize that the delay may have saved her life.
We don’t always get what we want because we don’t see what lies ahead.
Sometimes a door closing is protection.
Third:
A man who survived. The plane broke apart, and he happened to be in the section that didn’t catch fire. He walked away from something no one expected anyone to survive.
It didn’t feel like luck. It felt like timing.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.”
It simply wasn’t his time.
Fourth:
Those who didn’t make it. People with dreams. Families. Unfinished stories.
Someone kissed them goodbye that morning, unaware it would be the last time.
Their lives remind us of a truth we often avoid: time is not guaranteed. We are not promised old age. We are not promised later. What we have is now—a breath, a moment, an opportunity.
So while you still have today:
Don’t wait for the perfect moment.
Live now.
Because life doesn’t always come with warnings.
And sometimes… next time never comes.
Whatever “live life to the fullest” means to you — just fucking do it.
Sometimes tomorrow never comes.
Sometimes planning tomorrow assumes you even get one.
Stop waiting for permission.
Stop waiting for perfect timing.
Stop waiting for approval.
Just let it happen your way.
Because life doesn’t ask when you’re ready.
Whatever “live life to the fullest” means to you — just fucking do it.
Not someday.
Not when it’s convenient.
Not when everything lines up perfectly.
Sometimes tomorrow never comes.
Sometimes planning tomorrow assumes you even get one more day.
Stop waiting for permission.
Stop waiting for perfect timing.
Stop waiting for approval—from your boss, your family, society, or the version of yourself that’s “more ready.”
There is no finish line where life suddenly begins.
There is only now.
Make the trip.
Do it scared.
Do it imperfectly.
Do it your way.
Because life doesn’t ask when you’re ready.
And the only real failure is never showing up at all
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