“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

Throw out the three- and five- and ten-year plans. All of

them. Wild and

precious life happens in the moments that build on each

other and take us on

a different route than the one we had planned, sometimes

better than the

plan, sometimes worse.

My father lived his life exuberantly... laughing, working,


loving... just how I hope to live mine. His death has

brought the

realization that thinking of life in terms of one wild and

precious life, no

matter how 'wild' or filled with how many 'precious'

experiences, is

infinitely inferior to the lives we live together.

So, what do I want to do with my one wild and precious

life? Enjoy each

moment, as my father would, and share those moments with

the people I love.

— Jaynie Randall