At the beginning of the year my roommate breezed by me in the living room, talking about how she already “failed” at one of her New Year’s resolutions.
Then she smiled and said, “Well, at least I have 52 weeks to get better at it!”
For some reason this really struck me. Suddenly, 52 weeks felt like no time at all. It’s so easy to let an entire week fly by after busy work days, and hearing the year condensed into such a comprehensible, easily squandered timeframe confronted me again with just how important living intentionally is to make the most of every moment.
Technically, tomorrow marks the end of week 2. What are you going to do with your 50?