A fairly impossible question

If you could do one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?

I never expected that question, especially not in the context where it arose. And to be honest, I’ve really never thought about it until now.

As I’ve grappled with that question over the past several days, I’ve realized I can’t truly answer it.

During my first year of college, I realized that I have passions and God-given talents that I never knew existed until they were exposed and tested. I had no idea how much I was truly capable of until I was challenged. And half the challenge was trying to go in so many directions at once. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do, but the past year has taught me that I can’t limit myself to whatever I feel right now or whatever might make the most logical sense.

I’m incredibly blessed to have opportunities and options, and I don’t have to choose only one at the expense of all the others. I have my whole life ahead of me, and I intend to pursue as many opportunities as I can while I have the time and the ability. I don’t think I could contain my life to chasing after only one thing when my heart contains so many dreams and so many passions.

I could give a million answers, but it ultimately comes down to this: For the rest of my life, the one thing I want to do is LIVE.

I want to use every moment to love, to sing, to write, to smile, to dance, to talk, to listen, to cry, to laugh, to celebrate, to bless the lives of others, and through it all, to glorify God.

If YOU could do one thing for the rest of YOUR life, what would it be?

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A dilemma.

Being the social media addict that I am, I’ve been trying to come up with some purpose for this blog. I feel that it should have some central theme, but I’ve tried and tried to come up with that theme to no avail. I only have a few random posts here so far, and I’m somewhat frustrated that they don’t actually contribute anything to the lives of others.

Honestly, I think I just want to write and know that my words aren’t wasted talking about nothing of importance.

And it just hit me. I’m staring at this computer screen, trying to dump something meaningful onto a page, but all I can see are my “High Five for Friday” posts highlighting the best parts of my weeks since I started this page. And then I realized, why can’t I just write about a High Five for Life?

So that’s what I’m going to do. I want to dedicate this blog to pointing out the beautiful, optimistic, joyful things in my life. Whether they be big or small, I just want to write about them and purposely dwell on them. After all, I did name this page “Todo Me Parece Bonito,” which translates roughly to “Everything Seems Beautiful to Me.”

And in this process, maybe I can conquer my own pessimism and encourage someone else to do the same. Let’s do this.