Why “every, every minute?”
In Thornton Wilder’s play Our Town, the central character dies an early death. Emily is given the chance to revisit a day of her life and is advised by those in the afterlife to pick an ordinary day, warning her that she might be overcome otherwise. Still, Emily is overwhelmed with emotion as she recognizes how wonderful the everyday details of her existence were. Her daily routine takes on new significance now that it is gone. Through her tears, she asks:
Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it– every, every minute?
With this blog, I am trying to fully “realize” my life by documenting the things that I love. I want to appreciate and examine my past and present, as well as plan actively for the future.
I hope to accentuate the positive in my life and in the world around me, with the hope that by focusing on the positive, I will draw more positive elements into my life. Or, at least, realize all of the blessings that I do have.
The author of this blog is a 32 year old husband, father, son, teacher, Christian, and liberal.









I have always wondered why your blog is called everyeveryminute. Now I know
Thank you!
PS I Stumbled this post, too. It’s too touching not to share.
Jean Browman
Cheerful Monk
Stress To Power
Hi, Bob!
THANKS for dropping by my blog and leaving a comment. I LOVE this blog of yours!
Funnily enough, when I was at the uni, I played a small part as one of the ghosts in the play you mentioned. It was SO much fun, though I forgot already what it was all about. Now you remind me again about it and I’m grateful for that! ;-D
I was hoping to link to this post at Cheerful Monk today, but it didn’t quite fit. I’m starting a new post entitled “Every, Every Minute” and start by talking about you. I only post once a week on each of my blogs, so it may be a while.
Blessings,
Jean Browman
Cheerful Monk
Transforming Stress Into Personal Power