Life

Rory chose to fight for her life. Victory was not guaranteed and no, it wasn’t achieved. But she fought. She wanted to live.

So how can I choose not to?

I’m not talking about suicide, for all you nervous nellies out there. I’m talking about living my life waiting to die. That’s not what Rory did.

Time and again Sheldon said Rory was just like her mom. I guess it’s my turn to be just like my daughter. I’ll fight to live. I will wrestle every good thing out of life and truly live it. Because that’s what she would’ve done.

And at the end, when it’s all over, I’ll look back on a life well spent. A life not wasted. And I’ll smile and sigh and get my “well done, good and faithful servant” and scoop Rory into my arms and smother her with kisses and we’ll reunite with family already there and wait for the rest.

I will be living my life waiting for eternity. I will be homesick. I will miss her. But the point is; I will live my life. Because she tried so hard to live hers.

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  1. *hugs* I pray that those words penetrate into your heart and that you never forget - may we all choose to live like this is not our home... even tho home feels so very very far away at times

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  2. God bless! God bless! God bless! Not only "well done" but well said! Your smile lights up the world around you and God blesses others through that smile. Go light your world! Hugs, hugs, and more hugs! And prayers:)

    Anonymous! But really Debbie

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  3. I'm so touched, but I don't have any coherent comment to write.

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  4. You are a truly gifted writer! Thank you for sharing the beautiful things God is doing in your life. Thank you for inspiring us all with your faith and passion! Lots of love, Vonny

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