It really is amazing to me to sit here and think that a year has gone by since my grandma passed away. Especially seeing as my family still lives in Michigan and I reside in California, the concept of time always seems to be thwarted. But looking at the calendar, it saddens my heart to see the date: this week we would have celebrated her birthday, and next week marks the anniversary of her death.
Don't worry, I'm not planning on making this a bleak entry, there's inspiration to be had in here somewhere! My grandma was a huge part of my upbringing so having that absence has really had an affect. The greatest thing I have gleaned is that each and every second of breath is a gift, and just because I get to go to sleep tonight does not guarantee that I will wake in the morning. It isn't a morbid look on life, but one that really makes me excited to be here and wanting more than ever to make something of this life I do have.
Isn't it sad that with death we get a better appreciation of life? That when there is loss we are able to truly see all that is good before us? My greatest challenge since her death is to find the beauty in the every day, to find something to be thankful for even when everything seems to be going downhill. Even at it's foundation, I'm able to live, and that alone is something to tell the universe 'thank you' for.
Does that stop me from missing my grandmother? No, it doesn't, but I know deep down it would be an outlook that she would approve of, and she's watching over me still proud to call me family. Living life as if there is no tomorrow is a difficult task, but one that I want to consciously pursue because I feel that life will be more fulfilling that way. So here's to yesterday, to tomorrow, but especially...to the NOW.
Don't worry, I'm not planning on making this a bleak entry, there's inspiration to be had in here somewhere! My grandma was a huge part of my upbringing so having that absence has really had an affect. The greatest thing I have gleaned is that each and every second of breath is a gift, and just because I get to go to sleep tonight does not guarantee that I will wake in the morning. It isn't a morbid look on life, but one that really makes me excited to be here and wanting more than ever to make something of this life I do have.
Isn't it sad that with death we get a better appreciation of life? That when there is loss we are able to truly see all that is good before us? My greatest challenge since her death is to find the beauty in the every day, to find something to be thankful for even when everything seems to be going downhill. Even at it's foundation, I'm able to live, and that alone is something to tell the universe 'thank you' for.
Does that stop me from missing my grandmother? No, it doesn't, but I know deep down it would be an outlook that she would approve of, and she's watching over me still proud to call me family. Living life as if there is no tomorrow is a difficult task, but one that I want to consciously pursue because I feel that life will be more fulfilling that way. So here's to yesterday, to tomorrow, but especially...to the NOW.
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