“How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?”
I’ve been doing a lot of reflection lately, but especially this past month. In February, I lost a friend, and my very bestest friend lost her mother. My observation of both of these people left me in awe, for different reasons.
“In daylights--in sunsets. In midnights—in cups of coffee. In inches—in miles. In laughter—in strife.”
From the time I’d met and gotten to know him, I saw my friend surrounded by stress and a multitude of drama. So much, at times, I wondered how he dealt with it all. I always saw him smiling—regardless. He kept his cool amidst the chaos. His Homegoing service was in a funeral home, and just as in life, his funeral was surrounded by drama.
“In truths that she learned. Or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned. Or the way that she died.”
I met Momma Shirley, many years ago, through my bestest friend, Theresa. After my mom passed in 2000, Momma Shirley became my second mom. She had the calming grace of a woman who had devoted her life to God. Submitted and obedient. This is something I work on everyday. Momma Shirley’s Homegoing service was in Church, to a standing room only crowd.
Both of them touched my life in a way I can’t describe. From watching them, I learned of the things I want in my life, and the things I don’t. We all have drama from time to time. Things happen. It’s how you react that makes the difference.
“Measure your life in love.”
- Jonathan Larson – “Seasons of Love” - RENT
That’s it for now Bloggers. Stay Blessed and happy.