Man, these last few days have made me so reflective. I am so thankful for my family and the people I love. We take these people for granted WAY too often in life. I know that I do. You never think that something bad or life altering will happen to you or you loves ones. But so often, it does. I believe that family is the most precious gift that the Lord gives us on this earth.
I have run into a couple stories this morning of a young couple who lost their 11 month old baby girl. Three weeks ago, they thought she had a bad ear infection and on February 8th or 9th, cancer took their sweet baby. Another family lost their 14 year old son a few days before during a surgery cause by a complication of a recently found cancer. After reading these stories, it opens your eyes to the pain of this world that we are oblivious to a lot of the time. Sorry to be a downer, I am not trying to be depressing. I just wish everyone took every opportunity they had to love, reach out to, listen to, care for, laugh with or give a little bit of themselves to the people around them. Live without regrets, live a life of love.
I spent all day Sunday with my niece. I can't look at her sweet face without feeling overwhelmed with love for her. I can't be near her without wanting to touch her soft skin and squeeze her with hugs. I can't think of her without a longing for her to know how much she is loved by her family and by the God who created her. I can't hear her precious voice without thinking about all the things she will accomplish by using her voice and standing for what she believes in. I have a deep desire to see her fulfill her destiny, be anything she wants to be. I am so thankful for her, and I hope I love her the best I can, everyday.
I grew up with 3 sisters. I am starting to appreciate them more everyday as I get older. They are all so unique. I can't stand to think of my life without each of them. I can't think of them without being so proud of what each as accomplished and all the things they will accomplish. I can't talk with them without praising God for how different He made each of us. I can't hug them without recalling all the times they have loved me and stood by me throughout my life. I can't see a picture of all of us when I don't know how extremely blessed I was to be born into a family where I would meet three of my best friends. I am so thankful for each of them, and I hope I love them the best I can, everyday.
The foundation of my sisters and my niece is my parents. At times, they have fought to keep our family together, and I am so glad they did. We didn't have a perfect family. A perfect family doesn't exist. But through everything, they taught us the importance of family and of love. I admire their faith and the ministry of each of their lives. I love to watch them change and grow in their knowledge of their faith. I know that my parents love me and each member of our family. I know that they will always be there. I know that they would do anything for our family and I know that they will leave a legacy to me, my sisters and their grandchildren. I am so thankful for them, and I hope I love them the best I can, everyday.
Now, loving your parents and siblings is a natural love. You are born to love them. You never remember a time in life that you didn't have them and love them. And this doesn't take away from the intensity and authenticity of that love, but later in life comes a different type of love. A love you choose. I choose to love D. I was afraid of this love until I met him. This past Valentine's day, we exchanged cards. The card he gave me was sweet, silly, funny, encouraging and full of words of affrimation. It was perfect and it was totally D. The card I gave him was long, lovey-dovey, adoring and meaningful, and it was totally me. I laugh at our differences in how we show love, but am so thankful that we can just be who we are with each other. The gist of my card was that I never knew how much I needed the things he brought into my life before I met him and how it would be near impossible to live without now. The whole point of this is that I choose to love him, appreciate him and show him love and respect everyday. He is the person on this earth that I trust my heart with more than anyone, I trust him to accept who I really am, because he chose to love me just the way I am. I never want to take him from granted. I am so thankful for him, and I hope I love him the best I can, everyday.
I have run into a couple stories this morning of a young couple who lost their 11 month old baby girl. Three weeks ago, they thought she had a bad ear infection and on February 8th or 9th, cancer took their sweet baby. Another family lost their 14 year old son a few days before during a surgery cause by a complication of a recently found cancer. After reading these stories, it opens your eyes to the pain of this world that we are oblivious to a lot of the time. Sorry to be a downer, I am not trying to be depressing. I just wish everyone took every opportunity they had to love, reach out to, listen to, care for, laugh with or give a little bit of themselves to the people around them. Live without regrets, live a life of love.
I spent all day Sunday with my niece. I can't look at her sweet face without feeling overwhelmed with love for her. I can't be near her without wanting to touch her soft skin and squeeze her with hugs. I can't think of her without a longing for her to know how much she is loved by her family and by the God who created her. I can't hear her precious voice without thinking about all the things she will accomplish by using her voice and standing for what she believes in. I have a deep desire to see her fulfill her destiny, be anything she wants to be. I am so thankful for her, and I hope I love her the best I can, everyday.
I grew up with 3 sisters. I am starting to appreciate them more everyday as I get older. They are all so unique. I can't stand to think of my life without each of them. I can't think of them without being so proud of what each as accomplished and all the things they will accomplish. I can't talk with them without praising God for how different He made each of us. I can't hug them without recalling all the times they have loved me and stood by me throughout my life. I can't see a picture of all of us when I don't know how extremely blessed I was to be born into a family where I would meet three of my best friends. I am so thankful for each of them, and I hope I love them the best I can, everyday.
The foundation of my sisters and my niece is my parents. At times, they have fought to keep our family together, and I am so glad they did. We didn't have a perfect family. A perfect family doesn't exist. But through everything, they taught us the importance of family and of love. I admire their faith and the ministry of each of their lives. I love to watch them change and grow in their knowledge of their faith. I know that my parents love me and each member of our family. I know that they will always be there. I know that they would do anything for our family and I know that they will leave a legacy to me, my sisters and their grandchildren. I am so thankful for them, and I hope I love them the best I can, everyday.
Now, loving your parents and siblings is a natural love. You are born to love them. You never remember a time in life that you didn't have them and love them. And this doesn't take away from the intensity and authenticity of that love, but later in life comes a different type of love. A love you choose. I choose to love D. I was afraid of this love until I met him. This past Valentine's day, we exchanged cards. The card he gave me was sweet, silly, funny, encouraging and full of words of affrimation. It was perfect and it was totally D. The card I gave him was long, lovey-dovey, adoring and meaningful, and it was totally me. I laugh at our differences in how we show love, but am so thankful that we can just be who we are with each other. The gist of my card was that I never knew how much I needed the things he brought into my life before I met him and how it would be near impossible to live without now. The whole point of this is that I choose to love him, appreciate him and show him love and respect everyday. He is the person on this earth that I trust my heart with more than anyone, I trust him to accept who I really am, because he chose to love me just the way I am. I never want to take him from granted. I am so thankful for him, and I hope I love him the best I can, everyday.