Reflections Of... Borrowed Time!
I’m ready to move on—and start writing again.
But I’m revising and adjusting—and I am writing LESS!
Yes LESS- I will keep it to 300 words—I was averaging 700, sooo…I wanted to shorten the reflection so you can enjoy it more.
So…new LESS of me—might mean—you get MORE of me by me giving LESS!
Please let me know what you think of the “new” format.
Here goes…300 words starts NOW!
Today is my 8th year anniversary of my heart attack!
That day the doctor said “you should have died today and your wife should have been a widow!”
So much of life has been lived in the last 8 years.
So many memories that I am so glad I was around to share and experience.
Performing my son Schuyler’s and godson Shane’s weddings.
Our 15th anniversary vow renewal on the beach!
Births of 5 of our 9 grandchildren.
Saying goodbye to my forever friend Sandy, my brother Joe and my second mom Ciria.
And yes – there have been painful moments that I can’t bring myself to articulate.
Definitely glad that I was allowed to stay—God apparently had a lot more life left for me to live.
What have I learned in the past 8 years?
I started out so afraid that the “second” heart attack was around the corner every day.
I was afraid to be alone—I didn’t want to die alone-- like my dress rehearsal, which I had all alone.
8 years later—I spend a lot of time alone, and I am still scared that I will die alone, but…
I have accepted that—when it happens—I will know—I lived “a wonderful life”-- and I am grateful for the extra time I was given.
Grateful—that’s how I want to be remembered!
How do you want to be remembered?