Life is short. And precious.
I’ve been reminded of this far too much in the last two months.
Ava lost a classmate.
This morning I read the blog of a friend who posted about a baby that is gone.
I saw a Facebook post from a friend whose mom died 2 years ago today. I still remember texting with her as she asked how I survived.
I just spent the weekend celebrating the life of my Uncle. I watched my cousin who is my age mourn for his dad. It hurt. A lot.
I know his pain.
This year will be 6 years since my mom left.
Why do you want to wait to make amends? Why hold grudges? Why be stubborn to make a point? When it’s all said and done and your loved one is hanging on and can’t respond, it’s too late to get the closure you need to say your sorry, to tell them you love them more than life.
Live your life knowing that the ones you love know that you love them. Apologize for the things that you’ve done. Put them behind you and move forward.
I’ve struggled with being out of the office so much while the girls are sick. I’ve felt terribly guilty about it. But I’ve also come to peace with the fact that while I’m home, I’ll be there. The house stuff can wait. So what if the dishes are a mess? Work will continue without me there, and I’m not going to feel (as) bad about not being there. My girls are number one. Always. They’ll only be little for a minute.
Don’t wait for that special occasion to let your kids wear that special outfit that you bought. Don’t wait to decorate the house to make it your own. Heather wrote a great post about that here. You don’t need a holiday to make a turkey dinner. You don’t need an excuse to send someone a card just to say hello.
Hug your babies and your loves hard. Mean it. Don’t stay mad. Try to laugh when they make you want to scream.
Pick up the phone and call your grandma just because.
Call your parents. Often.
Don’t wait. Live.