I know we've been a little quite here at BHS but not for lack of doing nothing. Sometimes life gets in the way and you just gotta go out and live it. Or unforeseen moves occur for some. Or husbands take the week of so I manage not to get anything done but our downstairs bathroom is almost completely redone...so things are busy and good. Recently I've had an Uncle pass away and it left me thinking a few things. 1. I really didn't know him 2. What has he done? Or what will he be remembered for.
This got me thinking. If I were to die tomorrow I want to be remembered for loving my family first and foremost. AND I want to be someone who at least tried to make a difference. I'm not talking about having the biggest crowd at my funeral. I'm talking about leaving a lasting imprint on my family, my friends, my community. If you take all the social media away and all of you never knew me...I still want it said that I fought the good fight. I met with people. I talked with people. I told our family story. I fought diabetes. I fought bleeding disorders. I TRIED to recycle...honestly...I tried. I raised awareness. I made a difference. I'm not trying to pat myself on the back nor am I looking for you to do that for me. I'm trying to raise three kids to carry on my legacy of advocating for their cause, to help others and to make a difference. What good is just living? We should be doing. I know that not all of you are as vocal and in your face as I am and that's totally cool. But you can still make a difference quietly. Maybe it's volunteering at your local diabetes chapter. Having a bake sale and donating the profit to an animal shelter. Shoveling your elderly neighbors driveway. Paying for the cup of coffee for the person standing in line behind you. Whatever it is...don't just be content to breathe...LIVE!