make the days count

Every day is a journal page
Every man holds a quill and ink
And there's plenty of room for writing in
All we do is believe and think
So will you compose a curse
Or will today bring the blessing
Fill the page with rhyming verse
Or some random sketching

Teach us to count the days
Teach us to make the days count
Lead us in better ways
That somehow our souls forgot
Life means so much
Life means so much
Life means so much

Every day is a bank account
And time is our currency
So nobody's rich, nobody's poor
We get 24 hours each
So how are you gonna spend
Will you invest, or squander
Try to get ahead
Or help someone who's under

Has anybody ever lived who knew the value of a life
And don't you think giving is all
What proves the worth of yours and mine

Every day is a gift you've been given
Make the most of the time every minute you're living
(From "Life Means So Much" by Chris Rice)



Yesterday my friend of 8 years, who I went to High School with hung himself.
I dont get it. I keep thinking its all a bad dream and i'm going to wake up tomorrow. You know in the Matrix where Switch is about to be killed and she says “not like this, not like this”, well that keeps running through my head…
Same old station, can’t change it.
It makes me think of the value of life. I’m so glad that when I tried to kill myself for the last time in 2000 that I didn’t succeed. Even when life doesn’t go well its still a gift that can be treasured. What friendships and restored family relationships would I have missed? I wouldn’t have been around to find the love of my life!
Such a waste.


Life means so much

Life means so much