Today is one of those days where I’m counting my blessings. Life is good.
About a year ago, I started losing some of my enthusiasm for this blog. When I wrote the post “Unseasonably Chilly” it seemed that whatever I had to say would never have the impact that I had hoped.
Now, a year later, I see that I was wrong. First, people miss my blog. And I’ve reached out to new people and long-lost people, and life in general continues to get better and better.
And now it’s time to correct an omission. Around this same time, my Aunt Cindy left us quickly and unexpectedly. Having devoted so much blog space to losing my dad, I didn’t want to go there again. Now, it’s OK.
She was a fragile spark of light in a difficult world. When asked how she was doing, the answer usually was a smile and “still struggling along” but you always knew that there was more than that. There was love and hope. She didn’t know how to deal with the more difficult parts of life, but she always had faith and hope that love would win out and tomorrow would be better. And I loved her for that.
She raised two of the strongest women that I know, my lovely cousins Alison and Sarah. They are both smart, beautiful, and good. And they both carry that sparkly bit of light that is there mother with them, always.