“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.
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