Critical Moment


It’s time like these when we face a critical moment in our lives or the life of someone we love, that we can see the truth of so many things. We can look back on our path and see all the silly things that angered us, that in the end were really unimportant. And we see all the current beautiful friends that stick by us through any difficulty we may encounter.


Facing our mortality is never an easy thing. Knowing we may be left behind, though, even worse. But if the person who leaves does so in peace and has acknowledged a life well lived, then going on is not as bitter.

So many things can come into perspective during these stressful times. Like how much we love someone or how insignificant some things (or people) can be. We learn who the really good and true people are and who the ones are that really never cared.

I’m blessed with so many amazing and wonderful people. My Mother taught me to care about people: to accept them based on inner things by asking them questions and learning who they were–and truly loving others. She has taught me to be a good friend too by having many herself.

Now is the time where things are revealed. Layers are peeled back and what I may have thought was a certain way, really wasn’t. I see with new eyes and I am grateful.

 

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12 thoughts on “Critical Moment

    1. It’s been rough. We had a poignant talk last night. But today I had a stern talk with her doctor’s office and with her. I’ve convinced her she must go to get checked out, which we are doing tomorrow. This is a positive step. He needs to do this rather than pretending she doesn’t exist anymore and she needs to stop acting like she’s all done. xo

      1. I am sorry to hear it is a hard time but isn’t that the way? We see the truth at our lowest point and this helps us in the long run but at the time we’re like urgh!

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