Thinking of my grandma lots lately, although she has never really left my mind. I feel as if she is here--sometimes more than others--perhaps she has other family members to attend to at times. I'll be ok with that :) One of the things that echos in my head from her is that we are all in our rightful place. She was more religious than I, but I still believe this to be true more than most things I believe to be true.
It could be for me ring more true than for others who are less fortunate than I, but in this incident I believe it to be true tonight because it has to be. If it's not than all hope is lost, which as humans, is essential, if not the most essential part to life. So if we are all in our rightful place and we all have a mission, I want to believe I am one step closer to understanding the mission. Not necessarily to completing it, just making sense of it all. So off I go with my head full of something that has to be true and my belly full of cheese. How could anything go wrong at this point?
No comments:
Post a Comment