to start the day....
The kids all got up very early. Lexi hopped into bed with me at around 4.30am, and Angus woke up at about 10 to 5. The three of us got up to the dulcet tones of Tabitha squawking and everyone was in the lounge by just before 5. Early morning.
Tabitha took a while to calm down, as per usual, and was doing the usual "uuuh uuuuh uuuuuuuh" she does when she's too lazy to speak but wants me to pick her up. So I did, Angus rolled around on the floor with some toys and Lexi went over to her toy kitchen.
Little sounds as she got some pots together and a few little utensils, popped onto the kitchen and then it started....the singing......
"Happy booooooorthday to Leeeeexi. Happy boooooorthday to Lexi." She was making her birthday cake and singing herself a birthday tune. As you do. Have never met a child more obsessed with her birthday. And Tabitha crawled up in the background, grabbed some pots and started to make a strawberry. Again, as you do.
Today is a reminder. A reminder that we aren't here for a long time and we never quite know when that time is up. For we are going to a family member's funeral who was tragically taken at the age of 53 after suffering a massive heart attack while sitting calmly watching tv last week.
Whilst the passing of a friend or family member is tragic, it gets the family and friend network together. What is also tragic is that it takes the passing of a family member or friend for this to occur. So don't wait until then. Make time. Go out of your way. Accept invitations, even if you may be tired, or have to lug a child with a broken leg along. For you never know if this may be the last time you may see someone. Morbid? Possibly. Although not intended that way. Life does go on, even after death. Just take every opportunity you can and use it. Live it. Enjoy it. And cherish those memories.
Life is so very fragile. Don't take it for granted.
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