Reality Check

It is after midnight, it has been a long day, and the alarm clock is set for 5:02 a.m. so I can make it to Kansas City tomorrow morning for a meeting. Still though, this has been on my mind all day and if I don’t write about it now I never will. I am tired of missing the moment.Punk Rock Mommy  lost the battle to cancer this weekend. Cancer sucks, let’s get that straight. I hate it most out of all illnesses. It is heart wrenching, ironically I just started reading her blog this morning and already it has made an impact. There was a final “if you’re reading this, I’ve passed away” entry that stated something so poignant I had to share:“I learned that all the small stuff is very small and not worth your time and attention. Gossip and resentments,worrying about things that never happen, fearing the unknown. Let it go my lovelies, breath and just be good to each other. I realized not long after my diagnosis that life is too short to spend it hurting people and holding onto the anger we have for those around us. I am no doormat, but I just let go of all that hard core resentment. God forgives us through the blood of His Son. He forgives those who hurt us as well.” This was a reality check that was hurled at me as I sat there reading with my chest tight and hurting for a family that I didn’t even know. It is so easy to get caught up in the little things, the petty things. I certainly cannot point out the speck in anyone else’s eye before taking the plank out of my own. So I won’t attempt to do so. But I will say that this echoes so loudly in my own life. I need to recognize more often what is important because there is a man who has lost his best friend and wife. And there are kids who have lost their Mommy.My best friend and husband is downstairs painting so that we can have a fresher look for our house for Prayse’s birthday party. He has been working until 3:00 in the morning all week, just for me. And my lovey is sleeping soundly in her crib. I’ll get to see her smile and have lots of giggles left to share. I am so blessed. I’ll say it again because I need to hear it again and I need to recognize it each and every minute of each and every day. I. Am. So. Blessed. These are the things  hearts and souls that matter. My core. My foundation. I need to share with those I have been fortunate enough to meet and “meet” the same love and respect because they also have families and friends and babes. Nobody is just a computer screen or a blog, nobody is just a colleague. We are all mothers, sisters, grandmas, aunts, friends who have feelings and we’re just trying to get through life and make a difference. We all want a legacy don’t we? I’ll leave you tonight with the quote from Punk Rock Mommy that I hope has been tattooed on my heart:   Let it go my lovelies, breath and just be good to each other.