I can remember that day as though it were today, recounting each moment, each person, just as I recall the morning 47 years ago this June 2 when my father came to tell me that my 19 year old brother had died. Many there are, who when they have a loved one die, live under the philosophy "out of sight out of mind." I have sought these 15 years to keep Phyllis spirit alive for Heather and Jennifer, as well as myself NOT because I felt I needed to, but rather because I wanted to do so. We live in an age when people take for granted, or forget those people who have helped them be the people they are.
I have sought each year to share with Heather and Jennifer, something that she would have liked, each year at this time. It is important to me, that I share with Kyra, Lucas and others the story of Phyllis and the gifts she brought into our lives...In that way, I try to keep her spirit alive in my daily living. I used to worry about her health; even though they are grown, I still worry about Heather and Jennifer. I worry too much! but this is ALSO concern and respect for those whom we love, have loved.
I have been thinking lately of what mark I shall leave behind...and have decided that it is that I have always remembered those who have touched my life...not taken them for granted.
Where does time go? have YOU remembered that this Saturday night we LOSE an hour.
Cherish each moment we have...