Day 2,951
I went to a funeral today for the father of one of my former students. It always surprises me that I get so emotional at funerals, but it shouldn't. It isn't the message from the pastor, the number of flower arrangements, or even the number of mourners that matters at all. It isn't even how old the person was, or how many amazing trips they took. The thing that matters most at the very end of it all for every person is simple: love.
Today, I heard declarations of love and friendship. I saw pictures of a man who lived well and loved his family. There were tears and smiles and laughs and hugs. Funerals remind me of that which matters most. I get so easily caught up in the busy and the routine of life.
I've have been thinking about these words: "None of us are getting out of here alive." -Nanea Hoffman. It's a harsh truth. I'm not getting out of here alive. I'm going to die one day. But when I do, I want to the people who will miss me to know that I loved them fiercely, that I was good to them, and that life is too precious and special to waste being afraid, or angry, or sad.
There are too many good things to waste time being upset about the not so good things. And even in the not so seemingly good things like illnesses, hospitals, and a man taking his last breath, there are good things there if you look for them. There are things like nurses who take care of man at home taking his last breaths, things like a celebration of life where people gather to lift up those who are mourning, things like friends, and photographs, and lessons to be learned from the death of another.
Tonight, I'm thankful for reminders from the death of another person. I'm thankful that death reminds me to cherish my life and the lives of my loved ones. I'm reminded that at the end of all of it, only one things remains: love.
Thankful for:
Love.
Reminders.
Friends.
Family.
Christmas coming soon.
A rainy morning.
A gingerbread latte.
Coming home to the best house and family.
Today starts 100 days of thankfulness with my friend! I'm excited for her to start this journey.
A full December.
Colder weather coming soon.
A chance for a frozen mix on Sunday.
Higbee hiding his bone in our house.
The winter light.
A new day tomorrow.
Hugs and kisses from all the great loves of my life.
The sweetest students.
My job.
Food to eat.
Water to drink.
Hot tea before bed.
Hot tea before bed.
Christmas lights.
Matt, Addy, and Tobin were putting up more decorations tonight. Matt is like Clark Griswold this year!
The warmth of our home and the bed I share with the love of my life.
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