Life is a gift for all of us, we all start by breathing in the same air and die letting out our last gasp of Carbon Dioxide. Lives molded by environment and families; some kids born into wealth, others born into poverty, while a bunch more are welcomed into Middle Class families.
All of us have a journey with the human spirit as our compass. It's up to us to make the right choices and look beyond judgement of others. In the end, the only one that we know really exists is ourselves; how do we know that life isn't just one big illusion?
There is one thing that I have learned from Uncle Al and that is... Love is all that matters. Family love being the best love of all.
Love is the driver of life; love creates life and death begins the renewal of love.
This past week, we buried Uncle Al and it made me start to think about my own life... Am I making it count?
Uncle Al had a full life, one where he made everything count. Uncle Al had love in his heart and soul, it was what made him do all the things that he had done in life.
Are you making it count?
Do you have love and forgiveness in your heart? To forgive is to forget and to live... are you making it count?