This year has seen good friends passing away and others just hanging onto life. It has also seen our family increasing and decreasing. Things we can’t control beset us, and all we can do is learn how to “keep on Keeping on.” Thank you to my dear husband Joel and other dear people, young and old, without whom it would have been much harder. I hope I will do a better job of accepting life’s inevitable sorrows in the year ahead. I hope all of us will embrace the joys and bear with the pain and become deeper and stronger in spirit. That’s what I mean when I wish you all a “Happy New Year.”
If your grandchildren didn’t acknowledge you on that day, it’s probably because other things of greater importance were happening, like the commemoration of the events that occurred ten years ago.
However, if you are fortunate enough to have grandchildren, remember that they are growing up faster than you are growing old, and enjoy every moment that you can with them. You’ll live on in their memories long after your body is used up. Make the memories significant. Give them the best of who you are. It’s really the only legacy worth leaving.
The following was written by the late Erma Bombeck after she found out she had a fatal disease. I read it and thought that it was good advice for us all. If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more. I would have invited friends over to dinner […]
As I wrote a couple of weeks ago, an old friend died of cancer recently. Two friends are in the chemotherapy phase of their cancer treatment, and a little girl I know has been clear of cancer for a couple of years now. I could go on, naming family members and friends who are or have been fighting this disease. All of us could do the same.
This isn’t about cancer. It’s about the gratitude I feel for having good health and about my sense of obligation to live my life appropriately and gratefully because I have this healthy life. I want to use it well.
I was a student, a wife and mother, a teacher and a counsellor. I gave a lot and felt useful. Since retiring nearly five years ago, I tried to contribute, by founding a society that brings programs to my island for families with babies, toddlers and preschoolers, and being part of the Emergency Services here.
My writing brings me a new kind of satisfaction. I share some of my own thoughts and feelings about life. I entertain. I bring pleasure to readers. I’m not solving world problems, but I do bring something to the world that’s positive.
Beyond that, I try to live an honest, conscious life. I try to connect with things and people in my environment each day in ways I consider to be positive. I take the time to enjoy the wind in the treetops and notice the expression on a person’s face. I lend a hand where I can and talk with people I meet. Authenticity and connectedness are my goals.
I try to live each day and each moment of each day as though it mattered.
Maybe that’s enough.
What do you think?