This Thursday would have been my grandmother's birthday. This Saturday, she will have been gone for seven years. I wonder at how quickly they have flown by. By how she has missed seeing her great grand children growing up. And, I mourn again. I mourn because she decided to quit living before her time was really up. She didn't put her heart into what she did. She forgot how good it was to give. She missed out on several years that could have been really good because she decided that it wasn't worth it.
I want to live fully until the very end. I sense how easy it is to give in to despair or hopeless feelings. But I want to choose to live life abundantly. I want to squeeze the joy out of every moment. I want to love extravagantly. I want to give generously. Without holding back.
And I want to begin this very moment. Because, my grandmother entered the hospital not knowing that it would be her last time ever to be in her own home. Not knowing that it was her last chance to say the things that should be said. She did not realize....but the end still came.
I want to give the One who is my Life my very best. Even in rest. I want to be the smile in someone's day. The pat on the back. The word that lifts a heart. I want to celebrate the preciousness of each breath.
To breathe deeply. To exhale life to others.
blessings,
rhonda
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