I just want to thank everyone who has emailed me about Mary's passing. I helps so much. I know her family will be overwhelmed with how many lives she has touched.
The following was sent to me by a dear friend, and it has never been more needed than now. I hope you find hope and wisdom in this prayer.
This was written by an 83-year-old woman to her
friend.
Dear,
I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the
yard and admiring the view without fussing about the
weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my
family and friends and less time working. Whenever
possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to
savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these
moments now and cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and
crystal for every special event such as losing a
pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first
Amaryllis blossom. I wear my good blazer to
the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can
shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.
I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties,
but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and
tellers at the bank. "Someday" and "one of these days"
are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth
seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and
do it now.
I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they
wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they
would have called family members and a few close friends.
They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend
fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would
have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever
their favorite food was. I'm guessing; I'll never know.
It's those little things left undone that would make
me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry
because I hadn't written certain letters that I
intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry
that I didn't tell my husband and parents often enough
how much I truly love them. I'm trying very hard not
to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add
laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning
when I open my eyes, tell myself that it is special.
Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift
from God.