It’s so easy to take life for granted. Then someone you know dies and life is put back into sharp focus again.
A teacher that John had in high school, who was also his wrestling coach, died in a car accident a few days ago. Someone blew a stop sign and ended his life. He was only 71.
How fast life can change. I think of my mom often with a similar situation, her husband passing away while up north last November. Never to walk through their front door again.
I try to remember to not take life for granted.
Sitting outside this lovely summer Sunday morning, Gidget and Kylie hanging out and my Johnnie with a cup of coffee in hand.
I sat on the front stoop and felt immense gratitude for my life with this little family of ours.
We live simply. We laugh often. We love deeply.
It’s all I ever want. And it’s something I remind myself is here for only a short time. So soak it all in and give thanks.
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PS: In case you are wondering what all the white/yellow fuzz is on the grass, well, that is Kylie’s fur. She is shedding like crazy lately. Many little Kylie tumbleweeds float through our house if I don’t keep up on combing her out. I love my time with just her when I brush her. I think she likes it too.
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