It has been one of those weeks that I wonder where it went, but it seems like a long time ago since Monday. Ever have one of those weeks?
Today's post won't be funny or witty. It's hard. It's emotional. It's real. Yesterday, I dealt with a real subjects of death and suicide.
The morning started out laughing with friends via text. Music blaring in the house. My son dancing and singing (at the top of his lungs...and then our lungs. We were, in fact, part of Dire Straits band--at least in our minds. "Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do it; You play the guitar on that MTV; That ain't workin', that's the way you do it; Money for nothin' and your chicks for free...." Maybe not one of my "Leave It to Beaver Mom Moments" but...we were making memories. We were rock stars!
And then...the phone rang. The news came. The day shifted in a split second. A life was gone. Many others' lives would be affected. Crazy FUN...to somber. Split. Second.
As I drove home last night, I thought about the lessons I had been reminded of: Life is short, embrace it. Hold close (but loosely) the ones you love and care about. In all times (even the hard ones) be present. If you think someone is in a very dark place, reach out. Better to reach out, than wonder "what if I would have" later.
Nothing like watching the ripple effect of someone that touched so many be in such a dark place that there was no way out--except to exit this life. Every life matter. People matter. ...and it's two-sided. While we all need to know our worth, don't wait until someone is gone to let him/her know that they make a difference in your life.
It's Friday. Almost time for some rest, relaxation, and fun. Spend it with those who make your life better, who make you smile a little bigger, and laugh a whole lot more.
Today's post won't be funny or witty. It's hard. It's emotional. It's real. Yesterday, I dealt with a real subjects of death and suicide.
The morning started out laughing with friends via text. Music blaring in the house. My son dancing and singing (at the top of his lungs...and then our lungs. We were, in fact, part of Dire Straits band--at least in our minds. "Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do it; You play the guitar on that MTV; That ain't workin', that's the way you do it; Money for nothin' and your chicks for free...." Maybe not one of my "Leave It to Beaver Mom Moments" but...we were making memories. We were rock stars!
And then...the phone rang. The news came. The day shifted in a split second. A life was gone. Many others' lives would be affected. Crazy FUN...to somber. Split. Second.
As I drove home last night, I thought about the lessons I had been reminded of: Life is short, embrace it. Hold close (but loosely) the ones you love and care about. In all times (even the hard ones) be present. If you think someone is in a very dark place, reach out. Better to reach out, than wonder "what if I would have" later.
Nothing like watching the ripple effect of someone that touched so many be in such a dark place that there was no way out--except to exit this life. Every life matter. People matter. ...and it's two-sided. While we all need to know our worth, don't wait until someone is gone to let him/her know that they make a difference in your life.
It's Friday. Almost time for some rest, relaxation, and fun. Spend it with those who make your life better, who make you smile a little bigger, and laugh a whole lot more.