Some days you’re the bopper and
most days some days you’re the bop-ee. Or so it seems to me lately. My goal is to be like El Bop-O and keep popping back up every time.
So far, so good. It’s all going according to plan. 😉
In the past 18 months the world has lost my husband, my dog, my father-in-law and my matron of honour’s mom. The last 3 have taken place in the past 8 weeks. I have been there in the room (hospital or otherwise) to witness each passing. So is it any wonder I have been a little obsessed with death and dying lately? (But not in a depressing or morbid way. More on that on Letter D day – I know you can’t wait! Bwahaha!)
And I keep bouncing back. Life is more precious to me now than it ever has been. And I am trying my best to wring the most out of every moment of it. This is the best way I know of honouring this great gift of life that I have been given.