After I got the good news that Monday about the mets shrinking and holding treatment, I was on top of the world. I couldn’t believe it!! I felt like I had just been though the tunnel of Hell and finally popped out on the other side. A HUGE weight had been lifted, and I felt so free! Light as a feather, a permanent smile on my face, nothing could bring down my spirits.
My husband and I decided to take a weekend getaway, see a concert, and hang out at his family’s lake house cabin. Nice and relaxing R&R time away from the house. We just wanted to have a weekend to soak in life, you know?
We saw Hall and Oats (one of my FAVORITE bands!!) and had a blast! They were so much fun, and they played some seriously jazzy rifts. It even rained a bit, but nothing could dampen our fun that night!!
The next morning, we were relaxing by the lake when we got a phone call. My husband’s mother, who lives in Florida, was being transported to the hospital after having a heart attack. It was a total shock – we had not expected this type of news. She didn’t have any heart problems – she was perfectly healthy! We were frantic, making tons of phone calls, trying to gather what exactly was going on and let family know the details. An hour later, my husband got the worst call. His mother had passed away.
In an hour, our lives had melted. One hour. That’s all it took to change our lives forever. One minute, we were on top of the world with my good news, and in the next, we hit a huge low with a beautiful soul now missing from this world.
Shock. Anger. Grief. I went though every emotion possible. How is this fair? How is it that we have to endure such hardships? Why her? Why not me? Why does my poor husband keep getting beat up with everyone he loves being knocked down?
No matter how many times I ask these questions, there is no answer. My mother-in-law was a very loving, spiritual lady. And I now find comfort in her beliefs that things happen for a reason. No matter how much her passing pains me, everything happens for a reason. There is no answer to the meaning of life. Life is frustrating, beautiful, and mysterious all at the same time. No matter how hard we try, no matter how much scientific testing we go through, life will always be a mystery.
This is yet another reminder to me that it is up to ME to make my life worthwhile. Life is short. None of us know when or where we will pass. Possessions are just things, but love is a memory no one can take away. Love as though this is your last day, everyday, and your loved ones will have something to remember you by.
“Love is the fuel of our physical and spiritual bodies” ~ Caroline Myss, Anatomy of the Spirit