Yesterday was an errand day. Lots and lots of them. I left the house as the sun was coming up and got back as it was going back to sleep. I had on my grubbies -- gray jeans and a Bowie Boys & Girls Club t-shirt that fondly reminds me of the farm days in D.C. As I was getting ready, throwing my hair up in the Aunt Jemima bandana, I remembered to spray on a couple squirts of "Heavenly", the costly perfume I only buy at the semi-annual sale. Why would I waste perfectly wonderful perfume on a perfectly routine day? Because we cannot take any day for granted and we cannot wait for a special occasion to celebrate the moments! And because I just plain like to smell good most all of the time.

When my mom was sick (wow, was it 7 years ago already???) someone gave me an article written by the sister of a woman who died from cancer. She was going through her sisters things and found a brand new piece of lingerie that she was saving for a "special occasion". She never got her special occasion. This woman exhorted people to celebrate life in the routine moments because, as we hear it sung so beautifully around here, "life is but a vapor".

Since that moment I have always sprayed my perfume liberally. Whether it is a softball game or a symphony, I want to live as if there is no tomorrow. Yesterday, I may have looked like a mom running errands, but hopefully wherever I set my feet I left behind the fragrance of LIFE. That is my prayer -- not a moment wasted on this side of eternity.

Spray on!!