No matter how many people die and leave us, there will
always be those that will not understand or value the precious things that we
are blessed with until they are gone. I learned how to let go of precious life
very early. I lost my father when I was nine years old. I hold fond memories of
him. That lost taught me to love those who I love without fail. As time lapsed,
I grew from this lanky teen to a buxom young woman. Over that time life
continued to slip out from my grasp.
At 17, there were all of the earmarks to becoming the woman
I am today, only then everything was new and untested. Today, at 42 I recognize
the things that are not important and the things that deserve the utmost
attention. No matter the turns life take us through, some will never understand
the beauty of the gifts we are given. Life brings enough struggles for us. It
is undoubtedly a careless waste of time and life to take for granted the things
that present themselves amidst the bleak and dank options that are so plenty.
When the people I love leave this world, I do not want to
hang tirelessly onto their coffin, pleading to God for one more day, an hour to
show them how much I loved them. When their time is done, I will salute them on
their journey and may Godspeed. Not everyone values life the same. In spite of
the precious gifts of love, we seek the attention of that which is unimportant.
Instead of cherishing the days we have we look to what we do not have. Instead
of counting our blessings, we lament on our sufferings.
And then we wonder why nothing changes in our lives, after
toiling and begging for blood from a stone. The truth is here. Where we place
our treasure is where our heart rests. Our gratitude for the small blessings allows for God to Bless us more abundantly.
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