This week, I had the wonderful opportunity to witness the circle of life. I was invited by a volunteer for the Turtle Patrol Coastal Wildlife Club to watch a mother give birth to a clutch of 75 -150 eggs. Manasota Key is a nesting ground for the Loggerhead Sea turtles.
From eggs, to hatchlings, to adults their lives are in danger of becoming extinct. The club helps to preserve their existence by making the public aware of their nesting sites.
By having this opportunity to witness such a miracle I was reminded just how precious life is.
My grandmother passed away this week. Our family was planning a birthday party in November to celebrate her 100th birthday. Upon her passing she gave me a gift. My daughter called me for the first time in 8 years, and we had a long and meaningful conversation.
Whether we live a moment, a week, a month, or 100 years; our life is always in danger of becoming extinct.
Take time to love and honor the miracle of your life, you are not guaranteed how long your circle will last.
“It’s the circle of life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through love and faith”
Life can change so suddenly.
Yes, change is inevitable and yet, at times, I wonder why I find myself not dancing to its melody.
Change is not always the smell of rain and roses. Well at least not in the beginning. But on the other side of the perceived storm of “change” lies a rainbow. My granddaughter Faith taught me that.
Since her passing, life has turned a new page in the book called “My Awareness.”
Faith wrapped her arms around all of life with a huge heart and a smile. I am breaking the rules. I am copy writing her epigraph, and I give you permission to plagiarize.
Say yes to life and all its gifts.
Before I moved to Indonesia I asked to grow emotionally, mentally and spiritually. I KNEW, beyond a shadow of a doubt, living in Indonesia would change my life forever. I also know that we don’t always get to choose how growth presents itself. Although the gift of growth my granddaughter shared showed up nicely wrapped with a bow, a smile and a hug. Her gifts of courage, compassion, strength and love, even after her death, keeps on giving. This blog is a tribute to my granddaughter’s gifts. Thank you, Faith. I love you the whole sky.