Why is it the older we get, the faster times seems to fly by? I remember being little and wishing to be all grown up. Is it that intrinsic instinct to always want what we can’t immediately have?
Today was my mom’s birthday. Looking back a year earlier, I could never have guess exactly where our lives would be at this point in time. Her celebration reminds me that time is precious and ought to be cherished and enjoyed with those around us who we care for and genuinely care for us back. I really enjoy and appreciate the growing of communication and understanding I have with my folks to-date, there’s nothing that can replace a parent’s love. Happy Birthday Mommy.
Why is it that as humans we appreciate things more when we don’t have them with us? I suppose it’s a good lesson to learn that we need to ALWAYS make a conscious effort to appreciate what we do have when it’s around. This past Saturday was my dog’s birthday…had she lived to see this day, she would officially have turned 15 years old.
I appreciated her accompanying me through puberty, adolescence, young adulthood and all the relationships in my life during her time on earth. She’s seen me through my good times, bad times, and ugly times and offered me the simplicity of comfort during those dark hours. On July 14th, 2008, I had to take the second longest drive of my life and bring her in to put her to rest. It was the only thing I could do because I loved her so much. I loved her so much that I was willing to let her go, even though I selfishly wished she could stay with me forever.
Sometimes the best thing we can do for the ones we love most is let them go. You may not feel like it’s the right thing to do at the time, but in hindsight, it may be the best thing you’ll ever do…not just for them, but for you.
Spending almost 4 hours in the ER the other night gave me a reality check that there are worse things that happen in the world than things one may be going through at the moment. It also made me think of the people who I would want there by my side through the tough times and who really aren’t going to be there. It was a humbling-bring-you-back-down-to-earth experience.
Why is it the older we get, the faster times seems to fly by? I remember being little and wishing to be all grown up. Is it that intrinsic instinct to always want what we can’t immediately have?
Why is it that as humans we appreciate things more when we don’t have them with us? I suppose it’s a good lesson to learn that we need to ALWAYS make a conscious effort to appreciate what we do have when it’s around. This past Saturday was my dog’s birthday…had she lived to see this day, she would officially have turned 15 years old.