A woman in a group I was meeting with the other day shared her realization that she will soon be turning the age her mother was when she was killed nearly 23 years ago. She then stated, from that perspective, her mother "had way too much living left to do" at the time of her death. She shared how this perspective had "lit a fire under her a little" to live more, do more, love more.
There is a Story People story titled Generations that starts with It came on her without thinking that she was the exact age as her mother was & no matter what, it would have been hard to leave...
I encourage you to take a few quiet minutes and reflect on what and who you would be leaving and the things that would be left undone, unsaid, unventured, or unimagined.
Now, where and how will you begin...?
