Living life to the fullest…what does it mean to you?
What living life to the fullest mean to me is this, I only have one life to live and should, therefore, make the most of every opportunity and life-enhancing experience presented to me; by being “pro-active” and not waiting for life to knock on my door. Honestly speaking in the past I knew this but failed to do it.
It has been my experience that wasted time is the time that you can not go back, and do what you should have done …when you had the opportunity. For example, in 2006 I was out of town, thought about calling my sister, just to check on her! Well, I didn’t call, said I’ll call her when I got to work tomorrow.
Well…Tomorrow came for me, but not for my sister. When I called her, she didn’t answer! I thought that was strange. So I called my brother-in-law, he answered my call; but he just didn’t sound right. I could feel that something was wrong; so, I asked him…what happen to my sister? He said nothing…so I said let me speak to my sister! To make a long story short, my sister had died that morning! I was devastated and shocked, to put it mildly.
To this day, I regret not calling her.
From this experience, I learned a very valuable lesson…Life is not promised to any of ….. US. We shouldn’t put off things we can do today, for tomorrow, after all, we may only have one second, one minute or one day left in this life to do the things we can do …..today.
Honestly speaking, we never think about the fact that….we all have expiration dates, and know not …..when death will come.
Sisters are different flowers from the same garden
My sister and I kept it real, we were able to be our own authentic self with each other. Jess would always say this to me” you think you know everything”, or mine your own business.” I would say whatever you say sister.
Of course, we had our disagreements and sometimes didn’t see each for weeks. Even though we only live one state over from each other, within thirty minutes driving time.
Nevertheless, we always ended each day with a nightly call; except May 16, 2006, the day I should have called , but did not , and May 17, 2006, the day she died.
This blog is dedicated to you my dearest sister, I miss you always, and still long to have the chance to make one last call to you! I know that it is impossible …cause you are Gone… but never forgotten. It has been 13 years ago since you left, just know that You still live own in my heart, memories, and pictures.
You know, I still hear you saying “I am just as old as you are, every December 17th on your birthday.
See we were both born in 1955, me in January and her in December.
Love you always and forever little Sister….
Until we meet again.