The last few weeks have been rough. The month of January started with my Grandmother (Mom's mom) dying and ended with my Dad's sister also passing away. And after getting home from my Aunt's funeral we found out one of my cousins on my Dad's side had a stroke and was in the hospital. (He is doing better and they are very hopeful because he is young.) In the last year Dan and I have gone to 5 funerals, 4 of which have all been in the last 2 months. I can't say this is the way I envisioned the beginning of the year starting off. Loss is hard...I am realizing as I get older that the funeral really is a chance to go and support the family and express condolence for their loss.
I was struck my somethings friends of my parents said at my Aunt's funeral..."We are now going to more funerals than weddings." Wow...I never thought of it like that, but that is the change that happens in life. People get married, others are getting married, then people have kids. You celebrate graduations, weddings, and promotions and then time starts to catch up to you and the funerals out number your other events in life. I know death is inevitable and I can't say I am afraid of dying. But it has made me think about my life, what do I want said about me? How is my life going to be summed up in 30 mins during my funeral? I know in that moment I won't care :) but I want it to matter now. I want to live knowing I am taking opportunities and not allowing fear and worry to dictate how I act or what I do.
I want to use my time wisely and not leave for tomorrow what I could do today.