Signs.

Today is the anniversary of my grandfather’s passing, 01/13/2012 – also a Friday the 13th. I miss him even more today than I did the day he left us – yes, that is possible.

As I sat at my desk, preparing to work, and flipped the page on my daily calendar, this faced me.

It’s a sign. It’s a reminder of what’s important in life. And I’m forever grateful that we were able to be with my grandfather as he transitioned on from this earthly life to his eternal resting place, surrounding him with love and care in his own bed, in his own home.

Tell your loved ones how you feel. think twice before sweating the small stuff or growing irritated by things that truly don’t matter when we look at the big picture. Be the person they need, and be tolerant of differences. Kindness and understanding are not to be underestimated.

Even the universe is remembering my grandfather on this solemn anniversary. What a gift he was, and how blessed I am. I feel his presence, and he is with me every day – in my heart, on my mind, through my choices and actions. We will forever ‘sing in the sunshine.’

Don’t let memories blind you from reality.

In conversing with a friend tonight, we chatted about relationships and other lessons life has offered us. Whether it be family, friends or romance, relationships can be complex – or rather the people within the relationships can be complicated.

I was thinking about my most recent relationship. I love him, always will – but I didn’t love our relationship and that is why I finally needed to part ways.  It wasn’t healthy for me. And I realized that I wasn’t healthy for him, even if that wasn’t his decision. I may never move on, who knows, but he afforded me the opportunity to work through my own issues. There’s a lesson within every relationship – and he may have been my best.

People say remember the good times, the memories that make you smile. I beg to differ. Continue reading “Don’t let memories blind you from reality.”

Quote of the day.

In honor of my late grandmother, Jeanne Gray Kisker. I love and miss you every day, always. Happy birthday in heaven, Ma.

“The bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
—Anne Lamott