Appricating life.

This week one of my great Aunts died. I am sad to say that I did not know her well, however, I know her death has effected people who are dear to me. It is their loss and the close-to-home realization that life truly is short that has caused me to ponder the worth of what I am doing. I don't mean that my job and activities have no meaning, but that I am suddenly aware that on life's scale of importance, some of my highlights really are not that important. This week I kept opening this window to write about the happenings and everything just seemed less important in writing.

I also caught glimpses of a preview for a Barbara Walter's Special about living until you're 150. This maybe my youth talking, but I am not sure I want to live to be 150. I hope that by the time I am old (not sure what age is "old" as I get older I tend to thing of "old" as older) I will have lived my life fully and be ready to die. God willing I ever reach "old".

So, this week I am going to take pleasure in the little things God has given me. And my heart and prayers goes out to those who are hurting.