“In the end. it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years” Abraham Lincoln
As September rolls around, I am reminded that both my Mother and my Father were born in September, 1907.. My Mother on the 13th. My Dad on the 18th. He always said that he married an older woman!!
The last time I saw my Mother was in September of 1979. They surprised me with a visit on their way home from a train trip across Canada and the US. I still see them standing in the window of the train waving to me as they pulled away..
I was 30 years old with a 6 yr old, a 2 yr old and a newborn… getting the oldest ready for school the Monday morning of October 22, 1979.. The phone rang. My sister was on the other end.. “Mother’s gone”, she said. Mother was 72.
Mother was a truly amazing woman. Grew up on a farm in Saskatchewan. A Nurse, Pastor’s wife Mother, lover of people and lover of her family. Mother went back to work at age 55 after not working for 35 years. She took an RN refresher course , renewed her license and learned to drive a car all in the same year. She had always been there for me..
Now she was gone..
She left so many memories. How to dry 2 dishes at the same time, how to iron a man’s shirt, How to respond( or not respond) when someone spoke poorly of you . How to live within your means, especially when your means was meager. Mostly she taught me how to love unconditionally. She always saw the best in those around her and she loved me…
Mother’s death changed my life.. How I look at death.. “It can’t be that bad, Mother did it” to how I raised my Children and lived my life.. I also had to grow up and be an adult.. Cause now I was the Mom, not the child.
What would I leave behind? What memories would my children have of me? Would it matter, when I die, That I had lived?
Losing my Mother at a young age was incredibly hard for me. Just this year, 33 years later I wished I could talk to her a get her advice.. But it was also such a blessing in forcing me to face hard things and live through them.. to accept that all life ends and that death is certain.
This September, our family is again looking the end of life square in the face.. Two precious women are preparing to step into the venture of eternity.. One , at 89 has lived many fruitful years, raised a family, seen her grandchildren grow up and has seen 7 Great grandchildren born with 2 more on the way. She has served her God, her family and her community. She leaves a legacy of commitment, music and faith.
The other is a beautiful 55 year mother of 3 adult children whose journey we had hoped would be much longer.. Wonderful wife, Mother, friend..with a tremendous sense of humor. Raised Godly children in a very anti God environment… Her legacy is family, friends and champion of the underdog..
Beautiful and funny . ( editors note: Our family lost our lovely Janna to Ovarian Cancer on September 9th 2012)
Again, today.. How do I live my life? What legacy will I leave behind? What will my children, grandchildren and friends say how I impacted their lives..?
” Take the blue of the sky and the green of the forest, And the gold and brown of the freshly mown hay; Add the pale shades of spring and the circus of autumn, and weave you a lovely today..for
We have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow may never come, But we have this moment today.” Gaither Vocal Band
Live purposely so your legacy will be one that makes September memories.
Life is amazingly Good