I witnessed another glorious sunset on the beach this evening.

While there’s no such thing as a bad sunset, there’s something special about seeing the sun sink into the ocean at close of day. It really doesn’t get any better than that.

I’m hoping that I can catch a beach sunrise (provided I can get my lazy butt out of bed in time).

More than that, I want to have my eyes open to more of the minute miraculous in my life. I don’t want to be so buried in my phone that I miss my life. I don’t want to be so consumed by past worries or future possibilities that I miss there here and now. There’s so much to see.

I want to be thankful for every moment I have left. The anniversary of 9/11 reminds me yet again of how precious and fleeting life is. 3,000 people went to bed on the previous night having no notion that it would be their last on this earth.

So here’s to more sunsets, sunrises, and eyes wide open. May none of us ever miss a moment of it.