Make It Count

This afternoon, I learned of the passing of a local woman who succumbed to a brief and hard-fought battle with cancer. She was a wife. She was a mom to three young children under the age of 6. By the posts I'm seeing on social media, she was so admired and so loved by all who knew her. 


I never had an opportunity to meet this remarkable woman, although we had many mutual friends. But hearing that her battle has ended makes my heart so incredibly heavy. You may wonder, why? This happens all the time and you're right, it does. But when I look at this woman who I didn't know, I can't help but think to myself, that could be me. At any moment, my time here could come to an end. 


Do I want to leave this world knowing that the puzzle my daughter wanted to do with me is left unfinished because I was too busy or too tired? How will I feel if that silly argument about dirty dishes goes unresolved and I don't get to apologize for being angry? Every moment of every day, we have a choice. We decide what we say and how we spend our time with those we love. I know that I never want those I will leave behind one day to ever question how much I love them.


Life is a blessing. No matter how rough it may get, you are here and if you're not making every second count for something, well, then you are missing out on what it means to truly live. 


Rest In Peace, Samantha.