Occasionally I experience times that the words do not flow easily. This is one of those times. The happenings that break our hearts and send us to our knees have brought a halt to the free flowing words that my fingers type. My heart aches for those grieving, and I do not have the words that could make their pain disappear. There are many things in life that are completely out of my control, as I am not able to control all of the things that happen in my life; I will control how I react. Lacking the ability to change hurtful circumstances, I have made the decision to greet each day as the gift that it is.
The choice was made to celebrate each time that my Daddy looks at me and says “well hey there sugar baby” because I don’t know how many more times I will hear him say that. My heart will shout each time my daughter calls me and we share a laugh that no one else would understand, which can happen at any time of day or night, and some days it can happen numerous times. Every time my husband calls me just to check on me should be treated as a special occasion. I will smile broader when my brother jokingly tells me “if you need me, then I will call you”.
We are not promised another second in this life, and need to take advantage of each one that we have. Life is a reason to celebrate. I will do these things in spite of the fact that my daughter threatens to write her own column and set the record straight. In spite of the fact that when my husband calls, there is always some sort of emergency happening at our house, usually involving an animal, I will treat his calls as a special occasion. In spite of the fact that my brother sometimes reads what I write, and may possibly read these words, I will smile and in spite of the fact that each time I greet someone I love, it could be the last time I have the opportunity. The saying “Life is fragile, handle with prayer” has a lot of wisdom in it. Life is a precious gift, what are you doing with your gift?