“She woke up every day like it was the first day of her life."
That was Da, describing my maternal grandmother, Alma, during one of our long dinner table family reminisce-sessions a while back.
It’s true. It’s how Grandma lived her life.
Think about it. Wouldn’t it be great?
You mean waking up in your own piss screaming at the top of your lungs ‘cause you’re hungry?
No, silly.
To be able to shed all of the damage the world does to us on a daily basis and live as if you’ve never been hurt or disappointed or scared. To start each day with a sense of joyful wonder – and to share that incredible energy with every person you meet.
That’s what she did. She’s been gone more than 20 years, but her legacy lives in everyone she knew and loved.
She’s an inspiration. Today and every day.
And somehow I know she’s never really too far away.
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I am listening to: New Soul – Yael Naim
I am reading: The Innocent Man by John Grisham
And I am: New
3 weeks ago
2 comments:
I believe Alma should be up for sainthood - what a great outlook on life! It is one thing to know how we should be - it is a whole other realm to actually live it.
"Saint Alma" - it has a nice sound.
love abound
You are right about Alma, she had a wonderful outlook. I seem to remember us running across the street whenever we knew she was there because, even at the age of 10, I thought she was cool to hang with.
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