So, I've been thinking a lot lately about blessings and talents we are born with. You know how when you think of some people, you say, she's an awesome artist or she sings like an angel or whatever. I have always had a hard time finding my "niche"because I'm (good at) not super great at any one thing. But lately ,with Dad's cancer, and a couple of other disconcerting events happening in our lives, my blessings and talents now seem a little clearer. I have the best friends in the world, always have. I have this incredible ability to love people and to be loved back.
I have been blessed to be asked to attend many births, what a private and glorious event.
I have been asked to dress a few bodies, like the body of a precious baby of a dear friend who died shortly after birth.
I was asked to sing at the funeral of my precious friend, Kathi, because that was her last request.
When you think of the thousands of people a person knows in their lives, and to be the ONE person to attend a birth or dress a body or sing at a funeral, that is truly amazing.
When Dad was diagnosed with cancer, our thoughts were never...how much money did we make in the last 25 years or what did we acquire , it was what did we do with our TIME in the last 25 years? What will we do with our TIME the next 25 years ? If we are so blessed. One day shortly after Dad's surgery, I came home to find a grown man sitting on the floor in front of dad, visiting him. A pot of soup on the stove, that he had prepared himself, and a loaf of bread. My heart just melted as this sweet man gave dad his TIME. He was no less busy than the rest of us.
Simply, dad was his friend. Today, I am so grateful to our Heavenly Father for my friends and the TIME I have to love all those I have to love.
