Everything about her was larger than life: her laugh, her car, her hairdo--and most of all, her heart. It's really hard to imagine that she's gone.
It didn't take very long, I'm told: a winter diagnosis, a spring death. And while the countless lives she touched live on all the better for having known her, today she has me reflecting on how little control we have in life. Here today and gone tomorrow: what have we to say?
As it turns out, a lot. True, there is much in life that is out of our control, and we really do live much happier lives when we heed the instruction of Wisdom to let these things go. But we are fools wasting precious opportunities if we think there is nothing over which we have control.
My friend knew that. That's why she spent so much time loving people. It didn't necessarily change what they thought of her, but it did change what she thought of them. You see, if there's one thing we DO have control over in this life, it is how we treat others. Love is a verb--a call to action.
I guess sometimes someone has to die to get us to notice.
"Love your neighbor as yourself."
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