The passing of time

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I will decay. I don't know when. But I am fully aware of the time I have spent and the unknown time ahead. I have had a relatively easy physical time with life. Mortality, means to me I only have today. Did I serve the people around me? Did I reach out to a person in need of something I could provide? Did I try a reasonable approach for someone to follow and repeat as their example of how to tackle such things? At so many of these I have succeeded. Mostly it is me keeping my mouth shut rather than impose a will of my own on the situation. Nary a mistake has been made on what I would call my modern adult life (post marriage). But rest assured many mistakes have been made prior. Enough to fill me with humility of how much I did not know about people and life. From then until now, it can easily be explained as one foot in front of the other, even with a smile on my face.

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I am grateful to have had what I've had. I'm grateful that I was someone my daughter felt safe enough with to grab onto me as we went out into the ocean to swim among the stingrays. Those times for her will live beyond me. I will teach her to drive this year, these times will live beyond me.

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You and your family, even though I know only the blue circles that obscure you and protect you from notoriety, are beautiful.
It brings tears to MY eyes when I read your blog.
The beauty you all possess and contain, the rich, deep spiritual life you seem to lead, and these gorgeous memories you are making together, it makes me proud to be able to communicate with someone of your calibre.
You have an internal existence that is in direct harmony with your external existence.
That, in itself, is such a rare and precious thing, and requires a great deal of labour, a labour infused with a level of love that makes you richer than any trillionaire walking the Earth.
When I read your blog, I actually feel hope for the future.
 
Thank you for the comment. Life is long and many twists and turns are presented to us aren't they.

I would like to add. I have read a good portion of your blogs. The experiences you describe to pick yourself up and dust your self off and keep moving is astonishing. I wonder if I would have such strength and fortitude of character as you do.

In your own way, you comfort me in knowing that possessing that type of strength is possible. A strength, I will remember in you, when a time comes for me to be so sagacious.
 

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