So yesterday I took the day off work and volunteering to attend the funeral of my Great Uncle Denny. It was sad, but beautiful. I don’t know any of my other great uncles like I knew him. He was funny, bright, active, spiritual, and full of love. It was a good way to say goodbye. He lived a good life.
It got me thinking about Jeff and I. We are married young- like Evadene and Denny- so we could potentially spend 65 years of our lives together. It’s exciting and also creates a twinge of fear in me. Not that I’ll be spending my whole life with him, just that we will die someday. I will lose many people. I think I’m just learning more and more about how I feel about death. It’s strange, but I welcome it. I’ve never been particularly scared about my own death, but as my circle gets larger and I fall deeper in love, I worry about new things. I’m not worrying too much, what a waste of time, but I do think it’s important to think about.
Well, today is my precious day off. I woke up early (unintentionally) and now I am poking around the house humming to myself and drinking tea. It’s pleasant, but my friends need to wake up soon so we can frolic.
Challenge for the day:
Do something creative with one hour of your day. Something out of the ordinary for you.
Quote of the day:
“I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.” -Bill Cosby
Website of the day: