I have a confession to make. I made a commitment to start writing at least a couple of times a month and I have failed. I failed because every time I have come here to write...I read the last post I wrote to my Mother on Mother's Day last year and have become lost in the words and the emotions again and again. I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to get past the writers block that has stifled me. Then tragedy stepped in.
I met a new friend a month ago. She is in a new business I just got involved with. Her and her husband took time to meet up with me while on one of their trips to share ideas, knowledge and do some training with me....and it was just like meeting up with an old friend you haven't seen in awhile. You know what I mean there are some people you are just drawn to and everybody else around them is as well. She reminded me of my Mother in so many ways. Last night we got word that while doing a presentation my new friend had collapsed from an aneurysm. She has had surgery and is in the hospital surrounded by family and friends whose lives she has touched. We are all praying for a complete recovery.
Then this morning my neighbor came over to let me know her Mother had passed away at the hospital during the night. I met their family when I was 5 years old when we moved in next door. My new friends and my old friends have both been touched by tragedy.
Here we are just before Mother's Day with two families lives being touched in ways we would not want to imagine. Coming together to pray, to love, to comfort, to share our faith...and one family to grieve. This has given me a REASON to write. It has given me a REASON to reach out to everyone and remind you to say I Love You to those you love, say I am Sorry and Forgive Me. Tell people they are Important to you, that they are Special, that they Make a Difference, that you couldn't have done it without them.
In life there are no guarantees... and sometimes no second chances to say what is in our hearts. Even though I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that my Mother knew how important she was to me, how much I loved her and that I truly appreciated having her as my mom, friend and mentor and to be able to follow in her footsteps... I wish I could have told her over and over and over again everything that I had wrote in the blog that I posted in tribute to her last year. I know because that is what I have been doing all year... reading the tribute to the woman that had touched my life in so many ways. Whispering the words to the Mother that had helped to shape me into the woman that I am today. Crying out to the mentor who INSPIRED ME, who taught me to DREAM, to BELIEVE, and that Can't Never Could and told me and actually helped me to believe I Could Make a Difference in This World because she sure made a DIFFERENCE IN MINE.
And now here I am writing again...sharing a little piece of my life with each and everyone of you HOPING and PRAYING that Mother was right and we can Make a DIFFERENCE.
Blessings my Friends,
Jacki Smith
