Michael F. DuBois

I have had this account for a while now. I made it a while back, expecting to write a blog every single day to let everyone know what was going on in my life and in my world. But I stalled, I waited, wondering where to start. I thought to myself, how can I write something and call it the “beginning” when my life is far from the start? How do you begin something in the middle, how do you start when all things are already moving? And so, for a while, I waited, and I let things pass me by…until one day. One morning, while walking down the street, while watching the sun hit the windshields of passing cars and the windows of the tall buildings, it hit me.

This is the beginning. This is the start.

Every morning, every day, while your eyes open and your heart begins to feel, you are starting something new. We are all, starting something new. With every choice we make, wrong or right, right or wrong, we are taking ourselves down a new path. And I also realized that yes, every path does have a beginning, just as every path has an end. But that is not what matters. What matters, is what we do while we are on this path, how we act towards the people and obstacles we meet during our journey. And for that reason, I do not need a place to start. I have a thousand new starts on a thousand different things every single day. A beginning is not what I need. What I do need, is to realize this moment, to see what is around me on this day, and to enjoy this path that I am on at this very time in my life. For, once we have left this path, once we have left this moment, we will never again be able to retrace our steps.

For this reason, I am writing my first post today, I am starting this right now. For tomorrow, I may not be able to feel what I feel right now.

And right now, I feel alive.