Ups, Downs and Lessons in Between
Happy Monday, everyone!
I hope all of you are well. I apologize for not writing the blog for several weeks. It’s been a hectic few weeks, full of highs and lows.
A couple of weeks ago, I lost a dear friend. Her name was Lisa and she was an absolute delight. She was one of those people who didn’t know a stranger. She could add a beautiful burst of light in even the darkest room. I didn’t know her long, but she made a huge impact on my life.
Lisa’s daughter is in my daughter’s kindergarten class. I met her early in the school year and was immediately attracted to her positive spirit. As we talked, she told me she had cancer. I remember thinking that her illness had to have been caught early, because she seemed so healthy and vibrant.
Her daughter eventually got moved to my daughter’s gymnastics class, as well, so our friendship started to grow. She told me how she wished she had had more children, so her daughter wouldn’t be alone. She told me how she wanted to travel and maybe take her daughter on a cruise. She told me that she watched me on the news when she was pregnant with her daughter and once her daughter was born, she made a wish that her daughter would grow up to be an anchor. I can’t even put into words how that made me feel.
I wouldn’t let myself think of what would happen if Lisa wouldn’t make it. She was in and out of the hospital quite a bit, but she always came out of the hospital and she was always positive and happy. She was such a role model for many of us moms. She faced everything with a positive attitude and put her total trust in God.
When my daughter’s birthday party rolled around, Lisa was in the hospital. I didn’t expect her daughter to be there. Believe it or not, though, Lisa’s husband brought their daughter to the party. I thought it was a positive sign… maybe Lisa was getting stronger again. Her husband told me, though, that things weren’t looking good. The next morning I received word that Lisa had passed away just hours after my daughter’s birthday party.
Lisa told her husband that she didn’t come to this earth to be here forever. How many of us really allow that fact to sink in? We aren’t going to be here forever. Every day is a gift, so we should approach each day with a grateful heart and a positive spirit. In my last conversation with Lisa, she thanked me for being her friend. Neither of us knew it would be our last conversation. Later I started thinking… how many times have I thanked people for being in my life.? How many times have I told people I appreciate them? How many times have I told my friends how much joy they bring to my life?
This past weekend, my 8-year-old made his First Communion. It was such a special time for him and our family. Not only did he do a beautiful job, he also read a petition during Mass. I was so proud of him. That night, I sat down on his bed and told him how proud I am of him and how much I love him. I don’t know if I have four or forty years left on this earth, but I want him to always know how much I love him, how proud I am of him, and how important God needs to be in his life.
I hope all of you have a wonderful week. Whether you experience a tough loss or celebrate an exciting milestone, I hope you remember God has a plan for all of it. And through the ups and downs of it all, we can learn valuable lessons that will hopefully make us better people.



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