If I were to die today…

If I were to die today, I have walked among beauty. I have lived.

I woke up in a warm cozy bed surrounded by three fur babies that believe I am the best thing to have ever walked this earth.

I heard my tummy growl. I could taste and smell the warmth of the unmade coffee as I brought my cup to my lips.

My first thoughts were about my precious children and how deeply grateful I am for them in every way as we journey together through life.

The first human voice I heard was my precious momma telling me she was going to church. I know full well that getting to talk to her each day is a gift I treasure.

I walked outside to feel the glorious sun on my skin, the cool breeze surrounding me, the wet grass beneath my bare feet.

I looked into the bright side, surrounded by a clear,effervescent sky.

I shouted thank you God for breath and this beauty. I believe He heard my gratitude.

I picked the first two strawberries and saw the abundant growth in all the other plants.

I heard the plane flying overhead while the birds sing their songs…Seemingly oblivious to the plane.

As I walked back toward the house, I watched a big bunny rabbit hop across the entirety of the yard and a squirrel walk the fence.

Somehow my dogs did not notice and interrupt their mission.

I breathed it all in. Soak in the moment.

I wish that somebody could see and feel the picture inside my mind right now so vividly.

Because then…If either of us died in this moment, we would both know we had truly lived.

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Small things matter

Did you know that if you die and have no resources, and no friends or family that pay for it, Tulsa County Social Services will see to it that you are buried or cremated?

I knew this but let me say…when it is a client that you adore (or even don’t) who is the one being buried or cremated by them, it’s sooooo hard. The difficulty isn’t not in what TCSS does, but in knowing that client truly had nothing and no one.

It’s never the material things that matter. We all experience loneliness at times. But…to think of being that alone in your is scary and sad.

It’s been so heavy on my heart, I think because I wonder if that person ever felt or knew that they mattered. I hope so.

I can’t really do anything to resolve this but love, love, and love some more.

Small things matter. Smiles matter. Eye contact matters. Hugs matter. Asking someone how they are and really listening to their heart…this matters.

Every person matters.❤️