I know there will be much richness in our lives- there will be blessings and failures beyond what we can imagine from the crossroads of almost 30.

I get it.

We’ll have hopes and dreams… and then they’ll change.

There will be heartbreak, babies, and long winters.

We’ll have jobs and friends and then lose some of both.

There will be good wine, speeding tickets, huge mistakes and silly adventures. The mundane and the insane will mingle together for the perfect package of trail mix to fuel our perseverance.

And when there’s nothing else to say… When emotions overwhelm in clutter and nonsense and our thoughts rest, exhausted, on the border of apathy…

When we look back with perfect insight- or forward with perfect doubt- and the “should’ve’s” and “could’ve’s” and “if’s” all unfurl in giggles and shrugged shoulders- it’s all we’ve got: “It is what it is”

It’s the only thing we can said when we’re all out of ideas and excuses.

“It is what it is.”

I sat with an old friend on a park bench in Los Gatos this last Sunday afternoon. It was perfection- gift wrapped.

We watched kids play in the fountain and warm up by laying on the sidewalk. We talked about being young and playing tag and all those amazing moments that we inevitably forget.

I sat there thinking that those little guys will never even remember this one summer day when they played in a park- and it’s a day that will forever stay with me.

The best thing I heard that afternoon was this second hand wisdom: “Life is long. So don’t worry about it.”

Because at the end of the day… “It is what it is.”

“When God loves a creature he wants the creature to know the highest happiness and the deepest misery He wants him to know all that being alive can bring. That is his best gift. There is no happiness save in understanding the whole.”
-Thornton Wilder