Life Isn't About Finding Yourself - Life Is About Creating Yourself

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​This old gal…

Can only remember one time…that mother of hers…said…I love you…it happened to be…two days before she died…she hadn’t felt well for two weeks…thought it was the flu…went with her to the doctor…she was diagnosed with liver cancer…on a Tuesday…

This daughter of hers…sat with her that night…chatting about this and that…the conversation strangely easy…relaxed…seemingly normal…gave her a hug on the way out…I love you…she said…like it was the most natural thing in the world…like it had been said…a million times before…I love you too…she was told…

Sat with her again the next night…again the chatting easy…calm…reflective…talked about nothing really…what is there to say…wrapping things up she says…I wish I hadn’t bought the treadmill…I’m sorry I won’t get to see your girls grow up…and…I’m not going to get my inheritance…

And that was that…the last three things this old gal remembers that mother of hers saying…she died that night of respiratory failure…on the way to the hospital in the ambulance…she was 63…

During funeral planning…it came up how enjoyable she had been to be around…during those last two weeks…as a family we’d talked…we’d teased…we’d laughed…being together had been comfortable…supportive…almost seemingly normal…one of us commented…well…she was too sick…to play the game…

And so it was…the game was over…how do you know who wins…when it ends…and just exactly…what game were we playing all these years…Trouble…Sorry…Crazy 8s…

No…this was Life…this old gal’s life…spin the wheel…and see…where you land…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…