This was written in a blog, 43 days after I had a stroke and my husband died that week too. But I coped with love and family and God.
Autumn is the season of change: Sept. 30, 2009
Time is important to me. I like the saying “seize the moment”. I like writing about the old days, but I also like writing about the “now” days! A person should squeeze every second out of each day, because it may be their last.
I have been thinking lately about how important time is. God ordains every second, minute and hour of your life. It became more apparent to me when I faced death last month. First of all, I had a stroke. The first hours after it happened, I was scared! Not scared I would die, but scared I would not be able to talk or use my right hand the rest of my life. But as the hours and days went on the doctor said I would recover, it would just take “time”.
Then after five days, I went home from the hospital. The next day my husband passed away at the Veteran’s Home here in Floresville. I guess God said it was time for Eddie to come home. To Heaven.
The next several weeks were a swirl and a blur to me. I had to deal with the funeral, family coming in from Colorado and S. America, home health nurses, speech and physical therapy, talking to Social Security and the Veterans Board and going to my granddaughter’s wedding in the mountains of Colorado 3 weeks later! But I did it!
So, after a month of being in a sort of whirlwind or tornado, I am getting my life back to “normal”, and time marches on. I am almost back to myself. But this is a new season, a time for change. Some people don’t like change. But I do. Time doesn’t stand still, and life goes on. And I for one will savor every minute of it and think about the good times my husband and I had (we were married 58 years). I will think about how wonderful that I can speak. I will remember how great it was to see my son from Bolivia after nearly five years, and how warm and loved I felt when my children and grandchildren gathered around me, and how my house felt full of life the night before the service for my husband, when over 60 of my family and friends gathered here with the greatest outpouring of love I have ever known.
So I would say to everyone “seize the moment”, “smell the roses”, “tell someone you love them”, “smile and the whole world will smile with you”, because there is a time and season for all things, and autumn is a season of change.
Yes, bad times come into every life, but that's no excuse for giving up or thinking that your life is over. Like you wrote, looking back at that time in 2009 turns out to be a good memory from all the love that was poured out in those hectic days.
I must remember to not pass up opportunities and come up, because if I do I may never get another chance to do them.
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