My Grandmother passed away just after Christmas.
She was far and away one of my favorite people.
It's true.
It's funny that that statement is true, because these last few years, I didn't see or speak to her very often.
I got caught up in the drama of my own life - all very valid and very dramatic ;0
Except...
in retrospect.
Her celebration of life service was held on the 4th of January. So hot in the middle of resolution territory, I was reading over my favorite person's obituary.
And it really is like the high school counselor said: What do you want your obituary to say? How do you want your life to be? What do you want it to look like?
And now when I find myself overwhelmed with dishes and diaper changes, trying to squeeze a shower in, finally, at 10:30, I am reminded that this is not the way I want my life to read.
I can use the excuse that everything takes time, God is in the details (or is that the Devil?one of them lurks there anyway) or I can 'Do more, to Be more'.
So here I go. Off to the shower...at 10:05.
Baby steps :D
She was far and away one of my favorite people.
It's true.
It's funny that that statement is true, because these last few years, I didn't see or speak to her very often.
I got caught up in the drama of my own life - all very valid and very dramatic ;0
Except...
in retrospect.
Her celebration of life service was held on the 4th of January. So hot in the middle of resolution territory, I was reading over my favorite person's obituary.
And it really is like the high school counselor said: What do you want your obituary to say? How do you want your life to be? What do you want it to look like?
And now when I find myself overwhelmed with dishes and diaper changes, trying to squeeze a shower in, finally, at 10:30, I am reminded that this is not the way I want my life to read.
I can use the excuse that everything takes time, God is in the details (or is that the Devil?one of them lurks there anyway) or I can 'Do more, to Be more'.
So here I go. Off to the shower...at 10:05.
Baby steps :D
