“Events had been set in motion whose echo would be heard a thousand and more generations from now.”
― J. Valor, Salome
Ever heard the expression, "history repeats itself?" Most people can't stand the thought of history class. Honestly, if I could go back to school I would have paid more attention. Passing was always on my mind. Memorize. Get an A. I pass. There were many areas that were just "memorized" but not learned.
Today I was challenged to the ALS challenge. I have a 9 year old and a 7 year old. When asked, "what does this mean mommy?" I had to tell the truth. You, being the reader are probably saying, "DUH! Why not tell the truth?" Honestly, I have wanted to keep the hardships of the world a secret from my kids as long as I could. I know that is impossible but I...I wanted to preserve the innocence.
I was challenged by the most amazing sister. I took the ALS challenge and happily donated.
Tonight watching a movie with my two kids and then in our "deep" conversation... Justin and I have...we discussed.... "do we have to go through difficult times to make us a stronger person?" I do not know this answer.
This goes back to the "wise." Or does it? I have known some strong people. I am not talking about muscle strong... but heart strong.
Last summer...I watched my grandmother pass away slowly. Now...it was too fast...but day after day, I never knew what to expect. The smell, the sounds, the heartache was something I told my mom (before I got there), I could not handle. I did not want to watch someone who helped me become who I am today pass into Heaven. Pleeease do not take me wrong. I am happy she is in Heaven. But....it was hard. It was hard to smell. It was hard to hear her. It was hard to see my sweet daddy see his mommy pass further each day. It was hard to see my mother be the strong one. It has shaped a little bit about who I am today. It was a year ago.
I NEVER thought I could witness someone dying, especially someone who helped raise me or shape me to become who I am today. It made me stronger.
Having my kids dump ice-cold water on me today was something I never thought I could endure. Then again...what am I thinking? I want to help! Who am I to say that ice water hurts? We have ALL gone through something hard. We have all gone through something we thought we could not overcome.
The stories of our sweet grandparents are marks and moments that will echo throughout eternity. It is OUR job to carry it on. It is our job.
Tonight...I was reminded by some dear, sweet friends that I have an event to go to on September 11th. My students and my kids do not understand how this day feels to me. I do not understand how December 7th feels to my grandparents. They are “Events that have been set in motion whose echo would be heard a thousand and more generations from now.”
Today, as we challenge our kids to be heard a thousand times and even more in the generations to come....Pay It Forward.
My Repurpose for Today: Remember how grateful I am to have healthy kids...to teach them that everyone deserves a time in history to be heard.
Without one you cannot have the other. I am honestly writing this blog not for readers.... but.... for myself. This is probably not what you want to hear....but honestly this blog is probably... not like the others.
Why do we warn our children not to touch a hot stove? Duh! We do not want them to be burned. Why do we turn off lights? Duh! We do this so we can sleep...or if you are like me, to save electricity. Why do we love roller coasters? Duh! We love the feeling of coming back down.
How do we know what is wrong? Duh! Because we know what is right. Why do we long for peace? Duh! Because we know how wrong war is. Why do we love? Duh! Because we hate hate.
How would we know what "cold" is? How would we know what "on" is? How would we know what "up," "wrong," "peace," or even "love" is....without...the opposite?
Is it worth being cold so we know what it is to be hot? Is it worth going up so we know how to come back down? Is it worth knowing wrong so we know what is right? Is it worth it to love even though we know the feeling of hate?
My answer is YES. Listen. I am young, I know. However, I have experienced all of these emotions and more. I can honestly say that the feeling of love is something I would never trade.
I do not have the answer to the question I ask myself every single day...."why do the bad things seem to out weight the good things?" Why does human nature seem to remember our past full of shame, full of mistakes, or the pain of the world? I will never have the answer.
Watching a movie with Macaiden the other day...I began to think. "Mom, I'm not worried. I know the good guys always win." "Yes. Yes they do little man," is what I replied. Then...thinking to myself...."why can't that be?"
Why can't that be? The news is filled with horrible things. To the point where I have turned off the radio and have had us stop in prayer, praying to God begging for help.
I am asking YOU. Is today worth living for? YES, YES IT IS. No matter what you are going through. Your story can impact another. Your story can become the opposite of anothers. Your story can be the hot for the cold. Your story can be the peace for the war. Share. Share your story. You matter.
My Repurpose for Today : To know that opposites matter.
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