It’s time 2020!

This is short because it’s simple.

Time, use it wisely because it’s a gift. Maximize your moments by realizing time is precious and fill it with joy, purpose, know your worth, find the time to fill yourself with what fills you!

#2020Thanks

Thank you! How many times have you thought it, said it, meant it, didn’t say it, should of said, kept your mouth shut and just said it, but gave thanks to yourself or just took it in?

When I think back to my Mom’s last few days on Hospice while fighting Lymphoma, but having peace with where her journey was leading she was thanking visitors for coming to visit and there were no buts, reasoning, rationalizing, feeling sorry for herself, complaining. She in her pain, exhaustion and sickness smiled and as best she could greeted each individual with a thank you, that’s it and that was enough. Her gratitude radiated in her weary eyes with a spark, her face lit up with joy knowing that she was enough and in that moment it was apparent joy radiated in her darkest hour not because of what she was doing, but because of the gratitude she had for others; she accepted it as best she could and asked for nothing in return, but made others feel comfortable in her final days with her contentment and peace.

2020; give thanks without reasoning, feel the joy, be content and peaceful with recognition and continue to use your gifts for the good of others. The gift my Mom gave others in her last days was joy in the moment, gratitude for simple joy in spite of death and not with a reason, but gave gratitude with a smile and her presence. That’s it, thankful!

August 2

On this day, I give thanks and am so cheerful thinking back on the wonderful Mom I was granted. On this day, she entered her heavenly home way too soon, but her time on earth was so plentiful and continues to be as we carry her in our hearts. Roberta Elsie left her mark on many. An imprint that was everlasting with her loving, kind, understanding, honest, fun, down to earth spirit and so much more.

A good friend once told me when in doubt think about it, “what would Bert do?” Bert, never needed the spotlight, she worked hard and when in her presence you were met with joy and realism. She spoke the truth fairly, honestly and respectfully. Impeccably organized and impeccable with her word. Roberta could always be trusted and even if she was annoyed, you would never know, well maybe, sometimes I knew because she would say, ha “I need you to stop talking for just 5 minutes.” She never raised her voice in anger, but instead would tell you exactly how she felt and she was always right, sometimes so much so!

Bert, I’m grateful for August 2 because it reminds me of you and always leaves me with,”what would Bert do?” The answer that lingers is…. it is what it is and do the best you can and have faith everything works out for the best. We can’t control everything and everything happens for a reason. Don’t waste your time worrying, but do what you can and move on.

Uncertainty

I think one of the best lessons I learned from my Mom’s cancer diagnosis is certainty of uncertainty. We may think we are certain; of our day, our life, our tasks, our joys, but I never knew how comfortable I was with uncertainty until I saw my Mom fight fearlessly with a positive attitude. The vessel of uncertainty fills with hope, faith and love for all that we have and acceptance of what it is within our control. Be certain that when faced with uncertainty you have the power within; your faith, hope, joy  and love of life will sustain.

Good grief!

Good grief! I am sure you’ve heard those words together, but why? What’s so great about grief? Nothing and everything! My Mom passed in 2010 of cancer, unexpectedly and let’s just say at the time there was nothing good about my grief through my Mom’s passing. Literally, my heart ached, I cried so much that I was choking through tears, nothing anyone could say made me feel better, nothing! I cried for my Mom’s suffering, the thought of her pain, the years missed that she spent looking forward too, the pain of others losing her that loved her so much and the list goes on! What was so good in that grief? Pain. Loss. Tears. Love. Time. Life goes on. It took years for me to see the good in the grief and it was hard because for so long I thought that the more I felt and lived the loss, the more I showed my Mom I loved her. Wrong. Good grief, reflecting on how my Mom would want all those that she loved to live. Live the life that she lost and resonate the joy, strength, grace, kindness, love she had for others and this life. Good grief!Image result for grief