An important person in my life once asked me to imagine myself on my death bed and to imagine what I would like to be able to reflect on as what I accomplished during my lifetime. At the time, I was in the middle of one of the most traumatic times in my life and coming to that calm center to imagine something so incredibly profound was a struggle. Alas, I was able to come up with a few thoughts. In the end, I would like to say I lived, really lived...like those people that walk in smiling and everyone wonders what they could possibly be so happy about...like those people who hug everyone including the strangers and you can see that a bright light surrounds them wherever they go sharing their loving spirit...like the wonderful mother who as the children stand beside her know her sacrifices and that she never hesitated to give them and that they are dearly loved...like the adventurer that throws on a backpack and ventures out with family to see the beauty of all that surrounds us each day...like the writer who pours out emotions that everyone who reads the words can feel...like the counselor who speaks with love and understanding....like the sister, daughter, mother, friend who calls just to say I love you...like the child who plays with the passion that someone new to this world possesses...like the seed that hopes and eventually blooms into a beautiful flower...like the person that stood up for something right even though she stood alone...and so much more...
