Living Deliberately

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.– Henry David Thoreau

Every year, around my birthday, I reflect on where I have been, where I am, and where  I think I am going. After spending so many years in graduate school, on the job market, as an adjunct, a high school teacher, then a professor, I have been focused on the future. Tenured, married, a home-owner, and 43 years-old, I suddenly realize my future is now. Right here. In this small town.

I’ve decided that part of living deliberately is paying attention to how I can make things better, even if it’s a fruitless effort in the larger scheme of small town Cochran. I may pick up litter. I may not be able to get the Confederate Flag that flies in front of our Chamber of Commerce taken down. But I have to believe that something positive happens in reaction to positive action; otherwise, what’s the point?

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