Thoughts

There have been so many things happening alot lately that really makes you think about where you stand.  Your family is hurting, you lose loved ones and realize that people that should be there really aren't.  You want to stand in the middle of the road, look up into the sky and scream "Why is this happening?".  Life is so difficult at times.  You want to enjoy and be thankful but you find yourself questioning why God is allowing this to happen.  We find ourselves questioning our faith, which is human. We all know that God has a plan for each one of us, we just don't know what it is or when it has been accomplished. We have to trust.

I have a wonderful and loving mother and father who did everything possible to make sure that my sister, brother and I had a happy childhood.  I was the youngest of three, my sister 9 years older and my brother 6 years older. My father always told me that I held a special place in his heart because I wasn't planned. :-)  I cannot speak for my siblings but only for me. My parents taught me great values.  Sure we had our ups and downs (for which I take total responsibility for).  My parents were and are always there for me, from the time I was a baby. It has been almost 16 years since my father passed at the young age of 54.  I will never forget that day.  I was holding his hand as he left this world.  It was at that moment that I realized how special that was.  He was there when I came into this world and I was there when he left.  That was, by far, one of the most special moments in my life. I have been blessed to have a wonderful stepfather come into my life that treats me as his own. 

In the few years I have lost so many loved ones.  When you are faced with that much death in such a short period of time it really makes you think "How much time do we really have?".  I think that we take our lives for granted. 

 I talk to my mother at least a few times a week (after all she is my best friend).  I hardly ever talk to my sister, which is partly my fault.  I hardly talk to my brother, which again is partly my fault. I talk to my sister-in-law as much as possible.  I know that they each have their own familys and own lives, but when do you say 'Hey remember me?" or do you just not say anything? What scares me more than anything is what will happen when, God forbid, my mother is taken away?  Will I be alone?  I hardly talk to my siblings now what will happen then?  I have been thinking about this so much lately. 

I guess what I'm trying to say is cherish your family, friends and what God has so graciously blessed you with because you never know when it will be gone.