After reading about Alison's passing yesterday, I have been doing a lot of thinking about life and how grateful I am for each day. How grateful I am for my husband. For my family. When someone passes on, I always find myself looking around me and seeing all the life outside going on. The world still rotating. The butterfly flickers by. The grasshopper adjusts its wings and hops away. The ant carries a crumb. The birds call out in the trees. The lady on TV tells of the news of the day as if everything is the same. There is this push/pull of life and death every second of every day. We are so great, yet so small at the same time. I resolve to remember that life is here to be lived, to be enjoyed, and to love. To try and always have perspective of what matters. I sit here and feel my own lungs filling with air and I realize it is the biggest treasure I have...my life. I will not forget.
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My husband and I are both working from home today, side by side on our laptops. I really had to hold it together as I read your post so he wouldn't see me want to cry.
Your words are perfect and inspiring.
I had to stop reading both of their websites because I was crying so hard. What a sad, yet beautiful story.
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