This week was a bad week. Like a bad day, but you know, times 7.
One of the reasons for the bad week was that I lost one of the most incredible women I know, My gran.
Her legacy now lives on through us.
The love of a grandmother is unconditional, unselfish, unending.
ln all of this I try to stay positive and hopeful, but also to keep my perspective broad and my problems right-sized. This is just a moment in the context of eternity.
I can’t afford the privilege of a negative thought so I try to stay away from them. If they come, I let myself have them, and then I let them leave and allow her laughter and smile to consume my mind.
Sometimes I just need to not take part in the struggle. It means that the events that happen in the moment belong to the moment. They don’t belong to me.
I am holding onto hope.
The truth is, everything will be okay as soon as you are okay with everything. And that’s the only time everything will be okay.
RIP – we love you.
Jenna Jay.
How old are you again? Tough and wise! One sad but proud momma just read this and cried tears of happiness
…i learn from the best Mom 🙂