Let’s Not Wait Until It’s too Late

In the past month two very good friends and a sister-in-law have all lost their mothers. While all of these women had lived long and good lives, their deaths still caused tremendous pain for those left. Their deaths also give us a moment to reflect on how we are living our lives. Do we have our priorities in order? Are we loving the life God has given us or are we always reaching for something that seems to be just a bit beyond our current position? Today is the only day we have. This moment is the only one we are guaranteed. It is in THIS MOMENT that we choose life, love, joy, peace.

The following are words written by Erma Bombeck. Let them be life-giving and thought-provoking. AND if you haven’t called your Mother – do it today. Who knows what tomorrow brings.

(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.” There would have been more “I love you’s” and more “I’m sorry’s.”

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute. look at it and really see it … live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!

Don’t worry about who doesn’t like you, who has more, or who’s doing what. Instead, let’s cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.

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