Live a Little: Make Each Day Count

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I have been inspired to participate in the Live a Little series over at Skimbaco Lifestyle, but I am horrible at keeping up with themes and memes so…I thought I’d just talk about my Carpe Diem philosophy in general today.



What is Carpe Diem?

Quite literally, Carpe Diem is Latin for “Seize the Day.”

Just as Katja embraces the Live a Little philosophy at Skimbaco Lifestyle, I embrace the Carpe Diem philosophy – and I apply it to every aspect of my life.

Invited to a last-minute event on the other side of the country?

I go. 

Daughter wants to bake brownies at 5 pm on a Sunday afternoon, when my back is sore and my neck is stiff?

We bake. 

Too tired to roll over and kiss my husband goodnight?

I do it anyway. 

I have lived these past few years since leaving the working world with a simple mindset: make each day count.

I do this in little ways, like with the spontaneous baking of brownies with my daughter. Sure, I may not want brownies – and my waistline certainly doesn’t need them. I might be tired, cranky, and counting down the hours until I can get into bed without deeming the day a total failure.

But really? A simple request from my teenager to spend a half hour together in the kitchen, mixing and stirring – these are precious moments that I will lose in four short years, when she goes away to college.

So, I try to make each day count.

How can you do this?

Bake brownies with your kids, even when you don’t want to. Smile and laugh, even when you don’t feel like it.

SMILE. And then smile some more. Find some simple joy in every day, find something to smile about, something to make you laugh. Ignore the rest. Let the sadness go, it will do you no good.

When my grandma died tragically two years ago, I realized something while searching for photos for her memorial service. I remembered grandma as such a happy person – always smiling, always laughing, with a grin stretching from cheek to cheek. We remembered my grandmother’s smile and laugh lighting up a room, and every photo I came across was a testament to the joy in her heart.

When I am gone, I want my life to have been so incredibly happy that it is obvious in every. single. photo my family finds of me.

So I smile. 

In little ways, I make each day count.

Even if it’s just with a smile…

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  1. says

    i love this. your gram did look happy. since losing my mom just over 3 years ago, i’ve changed the way i live too. i’m trying to be better about photos of me with the kids. we do’nt have a single family photo of all 5 of us. my youngest is 3. that’s not ok. my mom hated having her picture taken and i find so few photos of her, it makes me sad.

  2. amy v says

    I love love LOVE this post!! :) I want to thank you for this reminder to lighten up and let loose…sometimes with all my stress in my life I need a swift kick in the pants…and this was it! Thanks, I needed that!! 😉

  3. says

    This may be one of my favorite posts ever! If you go to BlogHer next year you should submit it to the Voices of the Year. I think that’s what it is, it’s the event where you can read your blog posts to an audience. Just a thought, I think it would be really well received and inspire even more people.

  4. says

    That is SUCH a beautiful post, and a beautiful way to live. You did almost lose me at “Sure I may not want brownies” though just because I’ve never heard that sentence before, but once I comprehended it, I enjoyed the rest of the post a lot. :)

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