An Unexpected Lesson on Life

Being a person who whole-heartedly believes that nothing happens by chance but by the order of God's Great Plan, I was moved to comment here, in my own blog. Since just before my Reunion, I had been invited to join Facebook so that I could keep in touch with all those people that I care about but somehow fail to connect to on a regular basis. Well, since my Reunion, my Facebook account has just exploded with prose from so many of the faces from my past. One in particular, Lucy Cirroco. Lucy and I had gone to St. Edith together from 2nd to 8th grade and then for another 4 years at Ladywood. If you read one of my earliest entries, I actually mused about her and hoped to see her at the Reunion. Well, Lucy made contact with me first on Facebook, and I was tickled to see that familiar smile and the blond hair, fondly remembering that she could clasp her hands together and step through them, bringing them all the way around her body with out breaking her hold- to the starting position. :) Hey- we were only 8 or 9 but she could impress us all! Anyway, I was reading a note from her the other night and I noticed that she had written that she had a headache from all the crying she was doing over the death of her friend. At first, I just took it as a random statement with no real personal application but then- I know better. She included this friend's blog address. I clicked. I cried. I grew exponentially. I never saw it coming.
I'm including it here, for you. I hope that you look at your own life differently afterward visiting and absorbing her reflections. Her words are SO true. To be so clear as you stand in the shadow of your own death is a gift. To share it with others is a treasure. Live each day as it is your last...make a difference...leave YOUR mark.
www.diaryofadyingmom.blogspot.com/
Thanks Lucy, for sharing your friend and your pain. I'm better for having had the chance to read her message. Nothing happens by chance ;o>