In light of the recent loss of my sister
I find myself reflecting more than usual. I ask hard questions. It hits me that
there’s not a moment to waste. With this in mind, the other night while at
dinner, I asked my husband and my three girls what sort of legacy they want to
leave. Their answers fascinated me.
One of my daughters surprised me by
saying she wanted to be known for being different. It reminded me of something
I’d say when I was her age. Something I can even see myself saying now.
Life has been a battering ram lately.
Negativity and bitterness slam into me from all angles. I’m determined to fight
against it—to tap into a strength I could never conjure on my own. I’m determined
to take a different path from the one that tempts me toward anger, jealousy,
despair, rage, and all things that distract from a more loving way to live.
The flowers above are growing in our
yard. The other day I couldn’t stop looking at them. At first I believed the
yellowish-orange roses somehow mysteriously appeared as part of the pink plant.
An eye-catching enigma. But upon closer observation, I saw a plant with three
stems, three sun-colored roses rising up from the center of the pink plant.
It’s those golden flowers that draw the eye. They make the difference. In an
instant I figured out why these particular roses captured my attention so
substantially. These flowers are an excellent representation of the legacy I
want to leave.
My mother's passing gave me a new lease on life; a new perspective; a new appreciation. Sounds like your sister's passing may be doing the same. I know that you're in CA, with the uncharacteristic rains we've had recently, Mother Nature is showing off! You're in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteReflecting on life and the legacy we would like to leave is one part of the grieving process. God knows your heart and He knows you are hurting right now. Peace and blessings.
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