A couple of months ago, at 7:30 in the morning, while crossing 8th Avenue in NYC on route to a networking meeting, I was hit full force by a guy wearing a suit, riding an electric bicycle, going down 8th Avenue, against traffic.

I looked south before stepping out into traffic. Traffic on 8th Avenue is single lane, south to north. Silly me. It never occurred to me that someone might be blatantly ignoring the rules designed to make a civilized city of 8 million people civilized and orderly.

Smack! He hit me and I never saw it coming. Suddenly I realized, belatedly, stunned and not comprehending, that I was in the middle of 8th Avenue with traffic coming at me.  

It was tourists that surrounded me. Yelling to the oncoming traffic: STOP!!! They further tried to stop the violator who hit me and like a weakling sped away on his electric bike.

In that moment, I suffered my 8th of what would become one of my 9 concussions to date (Yup. I’ll tell you about number 9 in another post!) Each served to remind me how precarious life is. In a split second— it can change. 

So, when I talk about living in the moment? It’s not a B.S. Frivolous statement. It’s my reality. And yours. Whether you choose to accept it our not. 

We never know when “our number is up.” THIS is what I think about every minute I’m breathing. Does it make me morbid? OR does it make me alive? Tell me what do you think? I really want to know your opinions.

I’m @DianGriesel aka @SilverDisobedience — the author of The Silver Disobedience Playbook I’m a Perception Analyst who shares my Daily Meditations for other Ageless, Passionate & Curious People.  More info in my bio & on my websites.