If you are reading this, it means you woke up this morning. You my friend, opened your eyes. You can see the sky. You have breath and life.
Let’s listen this together.
Thanks for coming back to my blog. The trials of life often takes front and center of our thoughts– everything that’s going wrong is easy to repeat and remember. But the routine things like breathing, waking up to see another day, and having another chance to hug our loved ones is so often overlooked or frankly not the center of our focus.
In fact, when things go wrong, they fight to consume our minds. For example when you find yourself awake in the middle of the night, is it usually happy thoughts? Things like being grateful that you’re still breathing. Are you thinking about the good things happening in your life?
On the contrary, if we’re honest we can admit that many times the wheels of our minds are turning, fully consumed with a problem. But when someone dies, suddenly, things come into perspective. As a result, we’re more aware that we can choose to fight or unite. We can fret or count our blessings. We realize that both taking a simple breath and opening our eyes daily, are indeed miracles. It means we have another opportunity to live, laugh, and love the ones in our lives.
Two weeks ago, I travelled to the island of Jamaica. The eldest member of my family departed this life. She was almost a century–99 years and 4 months. Our family was looking forward to her hitting triple digits. Even her Pastor had a big surprise celebration planned. Although, she lived so long and got so close to that monumental age, that birthday did not come.
As a family we could have been drowning in sorrow. But we didn’t because her life was long and full. Rich with faith and numerous possibilities. In fact, she was born poor, but never stayed that way. Along with her sisters, they farmed, saved and helped each other out of poverty.
While growing up, the sisters Ruth, Amanda, Birdie (my grandma) and Jane, walked barefooted for miles, carried buckets of water on their heads and washed their clothes in the river because their home had no running water. Life was hard. Yet, they changed the course for the next generation. While their hearts pounded inside their chest, they made a mark on the future. Before the beat of their heart went silent, they gave life their all.
Today, I raise my glass and say, “Cheers to life.” For all the ups. For all the downs. For the lessons. For the bounce back. For my Grand Aunts who made life better for me. For each and every beat, of, my heart! Cheers!
Aunty Amanda, my brothers & my grandma
By the way, Tuesday was my 🎈 birthday 🎉… Cheers to me! Hip hip Hurray! I’m happy to share this birthday with you. It was also my birthday twin’s special day… Cheers to Leroy Plummer!
Can you think of something simple, that you have taken for granted. Give it a second thought, could it be blessing? Share it in the comments, so we can raise our glasses to you.
At the break of dawn,
Squinting eyes slowly crack open.
Close it again to keep too much light from flooding in.
Open wide, when you’re ready because you realize,
Through the window, you can catch a glimpse of the sky.
The miracle of another day is yours.
Fill your lungs, with a big deep breath.
Exhale, force the air out.
Hear your breath. That’s miracle #2.
Feel your fingers. That’s another miracle.
Sit up and smile.
For you are still alive, cheers to life!
Here’s more music to celebrate life. It’s from my brother, the Musical Storyteller! Cheers to his new single! Smooth Mood available here
Cheers to my son the little author! You can get his books here:
How to get a girl friend
The first time he wrote a book, he was 10 years old. The book had pictures and step by step instructions for how kids can wins friends. Ebook available here
The Cosmic Quest
He wrote a 10-chapter novel, with an imaginary world of two boys on an adventure. I invite you to come along for the journey inside his creative imagination. Ebook available here