FEEL GOOD FRIDAY: Sunset.


by Dave Markwell

The day began with a nice sunrise. It remained good day throughout, minus some expectedly unexpected violations. Overall, it was a good day. This may not seem remarkable, but in its lack of remarkability is the magic. A pretty ordinary day is always extraordinary.

Through the course of our lives we wake each morning with a chance. A simple chance. A chance to do and be what we want. We have friends and opportunities and choices. All of these beautiful things determine our life.

This morning, following the nice sunrise, another rising took place, this one not as nice: my daughter woke up in a “mood.” Her moods are quite volatile and with only the most delicate precision I know to proceed. Using my unfortunately well-rehearsed dad-magic, I was able to avert a serious crisis. I managed to find her shoe and concoct an acceptable lunch. Disaster avoided.

While scurrying my girl out the door for school, I noticed my son’s lunch sitting on the table. It was pretty pitiful. He had some cookies, crackers and fruit snacks. All garbage. Since he forgot his meager fixins’, I took it upon myself to gather some actual sustenance and deliver it to his school before his lunch period, though I later discovered that he received during his last class of the day. Pacific Middle School fail….whatever…

The rest of the day, I taught my CrossFit classes and mowed my lawns and picked my father-in-law from the airport. I had lunch with my wife and cleaned my kitchen and I know how absolutely boring this all is and I don’t care. It is my life.

It is all my life and it is all beautiful. Without much pomp or haberdashery, I live my life. And I like it that way. I enjoy my kids’ “moods” and my wife’s “wife-ness”. I like mowing the lawn and cleaning my kitchen, because these hours are my life. And they are passing.

Our hours pass. This being the case and life being life, I understand that certain things must be done. The lawn needs to be mowed, regardless of how I feel about it, so enjoying it lets me enjoy it. The kitchen is a mess and needs to be cleaned up, so I now have a choice to be frustrated about having to clean it or turn on some music and slip into the task with good thoughts and maybe some Jimmy Buffett. This is a choice. I choose well and for this I am proud.

Following a late dinner, the server arrived with the check and informed me that our bill had been paid by a friend. It was in this moment that I was, again, reminded of the good people in my life. Friends that will “anonymously” pay the tab are treasures. And I have many. I am proud to have them and I am proud to have earned them.

As my family and I drove home from dinner, a wonderful spring sun began its descent behind the mountains. In this moment, I knew that this day was the best one I will ever have…and I hope the same for tomorrow…

[EDITOR’S NOTE:”Feel Good Friday” is a regular column written by Des Moines resident Dave Markwell, who extols to all neighbors: “Enjoy where we live. Put your feet on the pavement and truly feel how great it is to live here!” Also, you can “friend” Dave on Facebook here. Or work out with him at his exercise company Waterland CrossFit!]


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