時間︰2015-12-09 05:27 作者︰未知 點擊︰

My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip(紙片). This is lingerie(女士內衣)." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was exquisite(精致的); silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb (蜘蛛網,蛛絲)of lace(花邊). The price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago. She never wore it. She was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is the occasion." He took the slip from me and put it on the bed with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician(殯葬員). His hands lingered on the soft material for a moment, then he slammed the drawer shut and turned to me. "Don't ever save anything for a special occasion. Every day you're alive is a special occasion."


I remembered those words through the funeral and the days that followed when I helped him and my niece attend to all the sad chores (瑣事)that follow an unexpected death. I thought about them on the plane returning to California from the Midwestern town where my sister's family lives. I thought about all the things that she hadn't seen or heard or done. I thought about the things that she had done without realizing that they were special.


I'm still thinking about his words, and they've changed my life. I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting on the deck and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time in committee meetings. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experience to savor(使有風味,盡情享受), not endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.


I'm not "saving" anything. we use our good china and crystal for every special event-such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, the first camellia (茶花)blossom. I wear my good blazer (顏色鮮明的運動夾克)to the market if I feel like it. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out(交付,支付)$28.49 for one small bag of groceries without wincing(畏縮). I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties; clerks in hardware stores and tellers in banks have noses that function as well as my party-going friends'. 我不再珍藏任何東西,我用上好的瓷器和水晶器,慶賀每一件事--比如減掉了一磅體重,打通了堵塞的下水道,開放了第一朵茶花。只要我喜歡,我會穿上我漂亮的夾克衫去逛超市。我的邏輯是︰如果我看上去夠有錢,我會毫不猶豫地花28.49美元去買一小帶雜貨。我不會珍藏我的名貴香水去等待一個特殊的晚會,商店職員和銀行出納員的鼻子跟我舞友的鼻子有著同樣的功能。

"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing , hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now. I'm not sure what my sister would have done, had she known that she wouldn't be here for the tomorrow we all take for granted. I think she would have called family members and a few close friends. She might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think she would have gone out for a Chinese dinner, her favorite food. I'm guessing--I'll never know. “總有一天”和“某一天”對我已失去了意義。如果某件事值得去看,去听、去做、我會立刻去實行。我不知道,如果我妹妹知道她不再擁有我們都認為理所當然會到來的明天時,她會怎麼做。我想她會給家人和一些親密的朋友打電話。她會打電話給以前的一些朋友,為曾經發生過的爭論道歉或彌補關系。我想她會出去,到一見中餐廳,吃她最喜愛的食物。我只是采寫--永遠都不會知道了。

It's those little things left undone that would make me angry ,if I knew that my hours were limited. Angry because I put off seeing good friends whom I was going to get in touch with”someday.” Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write--one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and daughter often enough how much I truly love them.


I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives.


And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is ... a gift from God.