Reflections | August 2022

25 years. A quarter of a century. As of 2021 – the human lifespan is approx. 80 years. Something I have learned in my life so far is that time is subjective. Your time is just that – Yours. A lot of things are yours if you want them to be. You can choose to have enough time to work out. You can choose too not. You can choose to stand and hold the door open for the stranger. You can choose too not. Neither here nor there. But a choice. 

When my sister Meghan died in March of this year, I felt betrayed by Time. Selfishly, not part of my plan. Confused, Shocked, Alone – I came to a few realizations during these last few months I thought I might share..

I realized that I had been walking around with some things l held for certain – that could be nothing further from the truth.  My life, my mom’s life, my dog’s life, my chicken’s life, my beef liver in the mail, my sandwich in the fridge. you get the idea.

I realized I feel good when I let the people that want to be there for me, be there.

I realized loving someone doesn’t end when they stop. You can love someone the rest of your life without ever needing to feel anything tangible in return.

I realized nothing – not even a mindset – can will away the emotions of pain & heartache. Loss is everywhere around us – in many different capacities. We lose our phone, our wallet, our bid at work, our job. And sometimes we have to remind ourselves to stop, take a look towards the rock at our feet, bend down, pick it up, and carry it. Because life, time, whatever is going on here on this crazy planet…. It keeps moving. You and I keep breathing. We keep laughing, jumping, dancing, moving and grooving through life’s waves. And just like we have a choice to be sad and angry and broken – we have the same choice to show compassion and love and light.

It would be impossible for me to have guessed that I’d be where I am today. But here I am. Grateful to be alive. To be kind to others and especially, kind to myself.