One year ago, January of 2016, the words in my heart and head were: Live, Breathe, Alive. I wasn’t sure the “how” for reaching, but my inner Me was speaking. In 2016 I gave 2 eulogies in a 4-month period of time for the grandmothers in my life- one “adopted” and the other by blood. These are the only eulogies I have given.
A few things I learned through writing and speaking a eulogy is: In death, there is life. Remembering what someone has given you- in their time, being with them, the presence, how they lived, and their words. The intangible carries the gold. Do we take time to listen, to reflect, in order to learn? Thinking about someone’s life, what they stood for, what you learned, and how we can celebrate them is an experience of Life.
This year I found my voice within. I found that I have something to say. About life. About love. About learning. About caring. About my faith journey. I don’t have all the answers and am not positioning myself as such, but what I do have is a mind that wants to know more, to use my God given abilities, to help, to be my best self, and at my core to live and breathe in all that life can offer. I can do more. My 2016 three little words beating inside me: “Live, Breathe. Alive.” These words naturally pumped to the surface. It was up to me to step to the beat. 2016 I needed change and these words were a guide. They called to me. “Find me.” And these 3 words still resonant today. I’ll write more about this journey and what I’ve learned, and keep learning, along the way. One voice- my voice.
“Live. Breathe. Alive.” blog. Here I will share posts about life, love, and what I am learning to help others. Sharing and using the voice I have to help.