I watched as he stood beside the casket viewing the second of two brothers who had died within 43 days of one another; and in true Grandpa fashion, when he’s not quite sure of himself, he didn’t speak. He just lowered his head and slightly shook it from side to side; sighing heavily as he walked away. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking as his parents and siblings have all passed away and now, it’s just him.
Looking at the photos taped on poster board documenting the life of this Uncle, I was once again reminded that NOW is the time; because no matter how long I live, I want the pictures to be of sharing life in places I visited and adventures I participated in – outside of my comfortable little town and maybe just a little bit outside of my comfort zone.
Honestly, I’m not sure of the “point” of this post. Maybe I needed to write it down…to find a place to put the sad mental picture that was created in my mind.
So my friends, take what you can from these words; but remember this…to everything there is a season - they aren’t unlimited, so make the most of them!