I realize I have not been around adding any new entries...after Christmas I was truly exhausted. It sounds strange but it is like all the celebrating is over and finally I could relax...and I just did not have the motivation nor the inspiration to write anything. Sometimes I feel like I am just rambling on...I guess that is ok because it is my journal...but I hate sounding dumb.
Anyway...I have been reflecting quiet abit on the past year. It was a year I was not fully prepared for. But in retrospect...a very loving and happy year. Now for the year ahead...I know that many people make new year resolutions...and I usually do...but since my illness has taken over my life even more...and my time is becoming more limited...the only thing I want is to live another year. I want to share the year with my daughter, my boys and my hunnie...I want to live through so many wonderful times that the memories burn into my mind. I want to wake up every morning and see only the positive ahead of me. Those are my resolutions.
I have always been quite fond of Erma Brombeck...I always enjoyed reading her columns and books and listening to her during interviews...she was a very funny and upfront kind of person...and when she was diagnosed with cancer - her bravery and courage really inspired so many others...so my inspirational piece comes from the grand lady herself...it really hits home for me...I hope it brings a tug at your heart for you.
In case I am not able to get back online...I want to wish you and yours...a very very HAPPY NEW YEAR...and may the year be filled with many BEAUTIFUL memories...MUCH LOVE, and JOYOUS PEACE!!!
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER
- by Erma Bombeck
(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner." There would have been more "I love you's."
More "I'm sorry's."
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it ... live it .and never give it back.
Stop sweating the small stuff.
Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.
Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.
Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with. And what we are doing each day. I hope you all have a blessed day.