From an extramarital affair to cancer, the last 525,600 minutes of John Taylor’s life have been tough. But he’s going to remember it by all of the love that grew.
This month is very reflective for me. I’m looking back at the last 12 months of my life in great detail. Heartbreak, sorrow, shock, anger, sadness, fear. All words that come to mind when thinking about the last 525,600 minutes.
From an affair that nearly killed my marriage and caused me to leave my job, through a summer of tough reconcilliation and rebuilding, and into a fall full of sadness and uncertainty with my cancer diagnoses. Now we have made it through winter and into spring. A year has passed and as I look back, I try to figure out how to measure the last 12 months.
I measure it not in mistakes made, but lessons learned. I have learned how to be a better husband. I have learned how to be more understanding, more honest, and more devoted. I have learned to put my wife ahead of myself. Together we have learned the strength and power of forgiveness. We have learned the power of honest dialogue. We have become a stronger, more unified couple. We have rediscovered a love that has always existed, and is stronger than any enemy of our marriage.
I don’t measure the last year in tears, fears, sadness, and anger. I measure it in the true friendships that were by my side during one of the toughest times in my life. I measure the success against all pain and uncertainties. I measure it by the power of prayer, the strength of family, and the dedication of those in charge of my care. I don’t measure it in days lost due to treatments, surgeries, and hospital stays. I measure it by the days that all if those things allow me to have now.
The last year will not be remembered by regrets. It will not be a haunt upon my life. For that year is in the past, we are living in the now, and making progress for our future. We are not holding ourselves to the people we were. We are holding tight to the people we are, and raising out kids to hopefully be who we want them to be.
525,600 minutes measured in a lifetime of knowledge gained, lessons learned, regrets forgiven, and progress made. The last year of my life was full of negative events. But those events will not be the way I remember it.
How do you measure a year? By the way it changes you, by the way it raised you, and by the positive things it brought you. Measure in greatness, not in shortcomings. Measure in smiles, not in tears. Measure a year in a way that allows you to live another year that will be measured in greatness.
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