You
may have a done an activity to gain perspective on life by writing your own make-believe
obituary. It is a sobering exercise to ask yourself challenging questions like,
“What will I be remembered for?” or “Will I even be remembered at all?” Years
ago I read the poem If I Had My Life to
Live Over by Nadine Stair, an 85 year-old-woman who wished she had done
some things differently in her life. It inspired me to write my own version.
If I Knew Then What I Know Now
I’d wake up each
morning with a smile on my face and reflect on yesterday’s blessings and
gorgeous moments.
I’d remember to
be less serious and have more fun.
I’d wake up
earlier and enjoy more sunrises, stay up later and enjoy more moonlit nights
under the stars and watch the sunsets in between.
I’d spend more
time being and less time doing.
I would enjoy
moments with my family because tomorrow may be different.
I would know
that everything happens for a reason, even though I may not know it at the
time.
I would do more
of the things I enjoy and less of the things I don’t.
I would learn to
be the first to say I’m sorry—sooner.
Well, I’ve been
excited about things, but I’d learn to celebrate the successes more often and
with more enthusiasm.
I’d get a dog
sooner—all my troubles would melt away when I saw his tail wag.
I’d wag my tail
more when someone does something nice for me.
I’d do more caring
things for other people.
I’d laugh more
and love more and learn to do kind things for myself.
I’d also:
Give and receive more hugs
Get over my fears
Enjoy more bubble baths
Be less responsible
Know the money will come
Make friends with change
Although I can’t
have those lost moments, I do know now what I didn’t know then, and there’s still
time to do it!
Last
week a good man passed away. Ten years ago, at 45-years-old Allen was diagnosed
with pulmonary fibrosis and given one year to live. Even in his death he is
still giving. He has requested in lieu of flowers that donations be made to
Trevor’s Cure Dat Foundation, which was today’s gift. This is for health care costs of his cute nephew, Trevor, who at
six months old was diagnosed with Spinal Muscular Atrophy.
None of us know
how much time we have left on this earth. Let this be a reminder to me to enjoy
each moment of each day, because I do know now what I didn’t know then and I want
to Carpe diem!
In Giving,
Robin
http://www.gofundme.com/curedatsma to see a photo of Allen and Trevor.
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