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The page opens and I’m afraid not to be able to find the words, the words I know, the words I want to say – to write.

A blank page. I hate that – but I love it too; because it offers space, time – or maybe not.

Maybe there is not enough time until the thought I just had escapes my mind. So here I’m trying to hold on to it knowing that by the time someone reads this they won’t have a clue what I’m talking about – maybe I won’t either – or maybe everyone will.

Before finding myself staring at a blank page I was staring at one that had already been filled with words. Not my words though. Although I do believe that reading a story, transforming these words into images, creating this world – these words become a part of you as you become a part of them.

Reading this story, being the geeky reader kid that I am, I got thrown back a few months. For that to happen it took only 7 words: There will never be more than this.

As sad as this might sound hearing or reading it for the first time – it’s not !

It’s an encouragement, really, a motivation to never stop believing, to never stop loving what you got.

There will never be more than this.

Never more than being okay, breathing , moving – being alive.

That’s a good thing.

So there’s the connection: I was scared to lose that and I don’t know if it’ll ever be important that there really was no point in being scared. Is there ever?  Truth is, you don’t choose fear – you just don’t. I would have kicked it to the curb if I had known how to do that.

Good news is, I learned things in this. Maybe nothing I didn’t know before,  but something I do understand better now. There will never be more than this.

Hope is, it won’t stop me from having dreams – or goals. ( nope, nothing to do with soccer this time)

What I mean is more a sense of ‘There is nothing more important than what you got now, who you got now, who you are now.’

We all know this phrase “ You don’t know what you got until it’s gone.”  Yes, it’s corny – but it’s still true. You might be able to tell, even without having lost something – or someone – or who you are, who you want to be.

So why is it so hard to remember every day , every second, to appreciate what you got?! It is, it really is.

So this There will never be more than this. – it’s basically It doesn’t get any better than this. – Every day you’re able to move, to breathe, to feel, to go where you want to go, be who you want to be … Take it! Smile! There will never be more than this.

… and just like that you will know that there is more.