there is a family that i once knew, not very well, who may be losing a mother this week. a wife. a friend. and although they live across the ocean, and although i know them not, my heart is heavy. empathy? maybe. i could even blame my "silly" tears on pregnancy hormones. that would be easier. however, i feel its something more.
she has truly had a life well lived. saying in the best and the worst of times "God is good." she has an abundance of family and friends who say nothing but words of kindness and love for her. i want to be that. even now, i want to be that. if i were to pass today, what would people say? because the truth is, i havent done much in the 28 years ive been alive. and we always think we have more time, dont we? when i settle down. when i move here. when im not busy raising babies. when they start school. when i have enough money. its all in the future.
i want my hands to be about the business of serving. i want my heart to be about love. and at the end of my days, even if its tomorrow, id like for someone to say... for Jesus to say that mine was life well-lived.
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