Shine Today

It's been said that there is no pause button on life, and that often it appears as though the fast-forward button is stuck. But time isn’t really in fast-forward, or slow motion or even paused. It’s the same for all of us, whether a newborn or that of someone who is 117. We were each given the same 24 hours to complete a day; 1,440 minutes; 86,400 seconds; 86,040,000,000,000 nanoseconds (sorry, had to throw that last one in).  Some of us will finish more time than others, there is no mathematical equation that makes everyone equal. And, throughout our life, we will go through good and bad, it’s inevitable. But sometimes, I wish I could close my eyes and hold life still…just for a moment. About 8 months ago, I got a phone call that one of my bonus kids died. He was 26, a little over 9,490 days. Life just kept going. It didn't matter that friends were broken, that his little girls were confused or that a mom was devastated. A couple months ago a friend called telling me a s

It's been awhile, I know. But this morning I'm sitting here thinking about being connected. There's strength in connection and power. And I realized that's why it's so hard to get connected and stay connected. It's definitely an area we all need to work in but I think often we are missing the spiritual battle involved. For some, not being strongly connected is dangerous and can lead to people giving up. For others it becomes a place of loneliness and confusion. How do we stay connected? How do we re-connect when life changes happen?

There are no words that can explain what happened. No words that take the pain away. And I don't understand. Im not going to pretend to have the answers either because I don't. But I did read something, said to be a quote from Rose Kennedy- "It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, however, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessons. But it is never gone." This is so true, and there's a sc ar left because you never forget. That's what I've learned, that we DO get to a place where the death of a loved one is not as difficult as it was at first. It's not that we forget or that it gets easy, just that we learn to move forward, in time. It's like a really bad cut, it hurts, it bleeds, and it's messy. We clean it & put a band aid on it, but the pain is still there. After time, a scab appears, sometimes that scab gets torn open. But one day the scab is gone an