Yeah, I am crazy for posting less-then-positive things in my blog, so what?!? Not today...
As I scroll through today's Facebook posts I am reminded how truly blessed I am to have very happy friend. I agree, most people only post happy things on social media. Today, I am thankful that I have so many people who know that they are blessed and share that with the world.
My son is grown, so I very much miss the Easter egg dying and family traditions that hold true when children fill a household. I, on the other-hand, and completely reveling in my friends happiness.
Of course, they all go through their struggles. Some huge, some small, all making them stronger people as they handle each individual struggle with grace and their heads held high and still basking in the happiness that is their family and friends.
I swear my friends have the most precious kids with the most angelic faces. They publicly cherish EVERY moment spent with them by posting pictures and stories. How could anyone reading and browsing not appreciate the love that they are displaying?
Please heed my advise; soak in EVERY second. Keep posting and enjoying the good and bad. The ups and downs. They are lessons being learned by you & your children alike.
My loved ones are happy and even I am truly blessed to be surrounded by the contagious happiness that they are exuding. Some of my closest friends are dating the loves of their lives, some buying new cars, others are being blessed with new babies or engagements, other are showering in the contentment that they already share with their families...either way, like I said I believe 2013 is going to be glorious year. I can see this through them, my friends and family who mean so very much to me. Keep proving me right, I love every second of this!
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
I Lost Her a Long Time Ago.
“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.” - Norman Cousins
I am little anxious tonight.
This past week my aunt passed. She was 61.
My aunt was 15 years younger then my uncle (my mom's brother). I remember being in their wedding when I was 4 years; they got married in Illinois and I was their flower girl. I thought she was super awesome, after all she had an original Led Zeppelin II album (still my favorite album EVER!). When we visited, I loved talking to her. I'd ask her a million questions and wouldn't leave her side, she was easy going and obviously one of my favorite relatives (not that I ever had that many to choose from).
She wasn't able to have children, so she and my uncle adopted my cousin when she was about 6 years old. My cousin completed their family, they/we were so happy to have her in their lives.
It all changed the day that we shared the news with them that I was pregnant with Bryan. Her reaction was selfish; that quickly I was not someone they wanted to have in their lives anymore. She said I was a bad influence on their now teenage daughter, but what it boiled down to was jealousy. I had no control over the situation; I have forgiven her a long time ago. She continued to choose to no long be a part of my life. My family, of course, stood right beside me, but my mom lost her brother that day. No one has had much contact except for when my grandmother passed for a split second, then things went back to silence.
"Forgiveness is the final form of love." ~Reinhold Niebuhr
Tomorrow we are burying my aunt. I will make the trip to bid my farewell. I will do this out of respect for my cousin who has to say goodbye to her mother, which I know is one of the hardest things anyone has to go through. I will be there for her just as she was for me.
I was blessed to have had the times I did when I was younger with my aunt, but I am MORE blessed that I now have a relationship with my cousin that I missed out on for so many years.
I am little anxious tonight.
This past week my aunt passed. She was 61.
My aunt was 15 years younger then my uncle (my mom's brother). I remember being in their wedding when I was 4 years; they got married in Illinois and I was their flower girl. I thought she was super awesome, after all she had an original Led Zeppelin II album (still my favorite album EVER!). When we visited, I loved talking to her. I'd ask her a million questions and wouldn't leave her side, she was easy going and obviously one of my favorite relatives (not that I ever had that many to choose from).
She wasn't able to have children, so she and my uncle adopted my cousin when she was about 6 years old. My cousin completed their family, they/we were so happy to have her in their lives.
It all changed the day that we shared the news with them that I was pregnant with Bryan. Her reaction was selfish; that quickly I was not someone they wanted to have in their lives anymore. She said I was a bad influence on their now teenage daughter, but what it boiled down to was jealousy. I had no control over the situation; I have forgiven her a long time ago. She continued to choose to no long be a part of my life. My family, of course, stood right beside me, but my mom lost her brother that day. No one has had much contact except for when my grandmother passed for a split second, then things went back to silence.
"Forgiveness is the final form of love." ~Reinhold Niebuhr
Tomorrow we are burying my aunt. I will make the trip to bid my farewell. I will do this out of respect for my cousin who has to say goodbye to her mother, which I know is one of the hardest things anyone has to go through. I will be there for her just as she was for me.
I was blessed to have had the times I did when I was younger with my aunt, but I am MORE blessed that I now have a relationship with my cousin that I missed out on for so many years.
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