Live like you are dying…

My friend recently lost her husband of 26 years to terminal brain cancer.  Eyes are the windows to the soul and in her eyes I see an immense amount of pain, loneliness, and sadness.  People surround her, people care for her, people want to help her, but the only thing she wants is her best friend back.  Her husband was loved and respected by many, and his quick wit and humor endeared him to many others.  The courage and strength I have experienced from this family is an inspiration.

Live like you are dying.  No regrets.  Every moment, every memory, every smile is a blessing.  Happiness radiates and is infectious….  make every day count.



Rest in peace, my friend.  You are a welcomed soul in heaven.



A new fork in the road discovered…

I have been walking for a long time on my journey, a journey filled with new beginnings, better understandings, and an appreciation offork-in-the-road life.  The path I walk has been fraught with highs and lows, along with a few stones which I have stumbled over.  While I have learned so much, I can’t shake the feeling that there is so much more ahead.  I await the next step eagerly and with much anticipation, as I see a new fork in the road ahead.  It is time to take a chance….


When writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen…

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Never let others write the story of your life and never regret chapters that have already been written. 




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It’s their world… we just live in it

How often do we take a backseat to others in our lives?  Are we giving in, settling, coping, or just being nice?  Being one who has settled, tried to be nice, gave in, and most definitely coped, I understand the need to make potential problems go away.  However, there are times when we want to be heard; we want our thoughts to be meaningful.  We want to be consulted about decisions and not be told what decision was made.  We want to be considered, we want some respect.

The path to perfect harmony is full of potholes.  Lord knows I have fallen into a few of those potholes, crawled my way out, and became a stronger person each time I landed back on solid ground.  Besides, is there really such a thing as perfect harmony in this world and do we want it–perfect? 

Count to ten and breathe deeply.   It won’t make the issues or problems go away, but it does help create peace in your soul.  Keep the faith, hope for a place in their world, and continue to love with all your heart.  In time, their world may open up to you.   

Faith, hope and love…  

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