PERSPECTIVE

Today was a little rough.  It was the first time my children have been to a funeral.  Jax's football coach's mother passed away after a 5 year long battle with breast cancer.  Even more devastating, she lost her life on Christmas night.  While I find it comforting that her family surrounded her and I know that she was so very loved, as I listened to the pastor, I totally understood as he tried wholeheartedly to get everyone to realize that her 6 small grandchildren will forever associate Christmas and New Years with the day they lost their grandmother and the day they buried their grandmother.  He wanted these kids to know that it was not a sad day.  That this was now a time to celebrate these days.  Time will eventually heal those wounds.

It was not until Joe's 12 year old son stood up and spoke about his grandmother, that it really hit Jax, or myself, for that matter.  I pretty much started bawling at that point.  Angel spoke so highly of his grandmother,  The one thing he repeated, through his tears, was, "she always taught me to never, ever quit.  My grandmother came to every single one of my football games even when she was sick, she never quit and she taught me, to never quit or ever give up."  Jax told me that he was quite impressed that Angel stood before such a large group and spoke and then said to me, "Angel was lucky that his grandma went to every one of his games."  I agreed and then said, "true, but Jax, she was so sick, and now he does not have a grandma." 

He sat and pondered that for a second and said, "yeah, but they did a lot together in the time they were together."

Yep Jax, you can't get time back, and tomorrow is too late sometimes.......

It's all in the perspective.