memories
My Mother had a dream, she wanted a round house, when finally it was being built for her, her husband passed away. He had been the builder of this dream house. My Mother lost two husbands, my father when I was only 10 and she had two other young girls, my sisters at the time would have been 6 and the youngest maybe 2. My Dad has been the provider, he worked and she was the home-maker, back then … this was life. The woman stayed home to raise the family
A young widow she had to go out into the world and find employment and keep her family together. Not an easy task. But with the help of friends, she managed, she found work with the government, and worked her whole life dedicated to providing for her family. This house, was to be her retirement it was on the banks of the Ottawa River, nestled in the hills, away from city life.
We can dream and we can plan for the future, but… the lesson I have learned in life is that each moment counts, and tho’ we plan for another day, the reality is… that day may never come. My Mother passed away a few months before my husband passed away, so its been about 6 years now.. she was in her very late 90’s. She never talked of what was, and she never complained. If ever I needed an example of stoic, that was my Mom.
Life can be very fragile. We should never take it for granted. If anything, I learned that today should always be important, Make every second count,
“Now” is always the start of something new. Leave the past in the past. What is important is “what you are going to do now.” Using the present as a starting point, move forward on a path towards improvement and progress.
Perfect Liberty 2014.24
Good or Bad, it is your mirror. Sincere expressions invite good results, but insincere expressions can lead to unexpected trouble.
Perfect Liberty 2020.24
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