Our mortality is fleeting. A few weeks ago, one woman from our group died suddenly from a massive heart attack. She was only 11 months older than I. Yesterday a coworker of mine received a call to get to the hospital ASAP. Her brother had been struggling with so many health issues in the past few years and was being removed from a ventilator. He passed away peacefully at 6:00 pm last night. His family all agreed it was time and that he'd fought as long as he had the strength and it was time to go.
This life is temporary and for those who believe, there is a wonderful life after death. This life isn't it; it's not all there is. This life will not be perfect and it will be full of pain and illness and sorrows, some by our own imperfect, defiant choices and others by living in this world and being in relationships with other imperfect people.
I'm thankful for my Higher Power, God, who continuously wraps me in his arms through the arms of others. He smiles at me with love, through the smiles of others. He sheds tears with me as they're shed with others and stands by to comfort me and dry my tears. He rejoices with me as I embrace my lovable grandgirls with more joy than I can verbalize. My life is so far from perfect that I'm sure it's not coveted by anyone. But it's the life I have and I want no other as long as I remember God as my Higher Power and will not leave me to fumble along life's road alone.
Along the road
Your steps may tumble
Your thoughts may start to stray
But through it all a heart held humble
Levels and lights your way