The Journey Called Life

 

Throughout today, I watched various parts of the memorial service held in honor of the late Aretha Franklin. Beautiful and very poignant.
It reminded me of quite a number of things.

• The fact that life as we know and live it, is a gift. We all go to sleep daily with the thought of tomorrow but not all of us see the next day.
• 2 years ago, I lost a man I consider the love of my life...my Daddy. The moment I heard the news was when I truly understood the idiom, " the bottom fell out". I dont think I have recovered from that second / moment in time. With his passing, I finally accepted the ( to a large degree) futility of life and have also learnt  to be grateful for any love we have in our lives.
• The memorial service also made me think of relationships we have. Family, friends, other loved ones, those we meet in passing...
• Another great lesson I have learnt is that at the end of it all, we all will be memories to those we have met. It is up to us to be good or bad memories. 
• It also made me realize ( again).that we are all just spiritual bodies having human experiences. When our time is up, that is it.

May we all live our best lives.
May we truly appreciate the gifts we receive daily and never pay attention to.
May we all have love and truly love.
May we learn to accept that whatever has a beginning always had an ending and be ok with the twists and turns of life.
May we never allow the tough times we face or bad experiences we may encounter, change who we are. 

May we be ok with accepting people the way they are and not make excuses for anyone.

May we be ok with letting go when the need arises
Most importantly, may we always remember this, Life is a journey; Love it, live it.