What’s next in life?
As I reflect on some of the recent events in my life, the question jumps up regarding what is the next ‘thing’ in my life.
I guess it comes back to beliefs about life and what it means. As I see it, humans either drift through life, accepting what comes with either a frown or a smile; or they acknowledge that they are here for some purpose.
I believe that everything is meant to be and with that credo then I can more easily accept some of the shitty stuff that has come into my life.
Like Kelly dying for instance; it is much easier for me to accept her death as being part of something she had to do. Which is why in that sense, I wrote her story; because it was easier to believe that her life was for a reason and not for nothing.
I like to think that with her death, comes a message — and that I believe is something I’ve made a sort of quest — to raise awareness around suicide and hopefully prevent at least one more.
And I guess if you believe there are angels on this earth, then I’d like to think that Kelly was one — only here for a short time to make an impact and leave a legacy.
Maybe this is just the ramblings of a grieving mother — but so what? Does it really matter as long as I believe it then I’m more likely to achieve something.
So I will continue to go about my daily life, curious as to what is next in store for me and asking myself “What was the lesson I had to learn from that experience?”
Some may see things as a cross to bear, but I’d rather look at life’s challenges as lessons. Because if I just got out of bed every morning, ate my breakfast, did my housework, watched TV I think life would be very boring.
So — what’s next for me? I’ll just potter along until it crops up. Coffee anyone??