What a morning.
The sun is shining, I’m getting stuff done and feeling good rockin’ my 80s playlist. Who doesn’t love music from the 80s? When out of the blue, like a ton of bricks this music-induced trip down memory lane leads me to sister Lelia.
Lelia is my oldest sister and she passed away almost 14 years ago. (Cancer SUCKS!) As you can imagine there is a flood of emotions crashing over my heart right now. I would be lying if I said that part of me doesn’t feel the loss like it was yesterday. It hurts. I miss her. She was one of my best friends.
As the tears are streaming down my face, my first instinct is to suck it up. It has been a long time and convention tells me I should be over it. But my heart calls, BS. I allow the tears to come. I look at this as God’s way of allowing me to honor the impact she had on my life and how her absence is forever felt. You never get over the loss, you get through it.
Grieving for a loved one lost is not a weakness it is embracing their memory. With that reminder, the tears subside and now I find comfort in a thousand happy memories I am so grateful for. I mean, how many people can you make a complete and total fool of yourself with and have such a good time doing it? Ahh, good times, good times. Lol
Cheers to a life that was well lived, a life full of love.
