Life and Death

Last night my sweet aunt Lisa was called home by The Lord. Very unexpected (but death never is), and so as anyone can imagine my mom is taking the death of her baby sister pretty hard. Lisa was a kind, loving, southern belle, charming woman who could infect anyone with her laughter and love of life. I was speeding down the freeway to my moms going much faster than I should have been last night after I heard the news, and I could hear her like a little jiminey cricket on my shoulder, "Anna Kaye you slow down right now!!" :) I smiled because I know she can give a stiff talkin to when needed. 

Something very eye opening happened once I got to my moms...I saw lights on, so I knew someone was up. When I saw my mom I could tell immediately she knew what had happened. She froze and cried. At a loss for words we sat on the couch and I just held her as she sobbed. I've never felt such an overwhelming need to hold my moms head and kiss her forehead telling her it will be ok. We haven't had that kind of relationship in years. But it was interesting to me how easily it came for me to comfort her. It got me thinking about how as you get older the parental/child role can switch. 

A very beautiful thing happened not even 24 hours later. My baby niece, Jazmine Kaylee Hill, was born!! 

Life is funny like that sometimes. One angel called home, and another angel is born. So amazing. 

God is so great 

Lisa top right 

Lovesick

“Some people live their lives as if each day will be their last. Some approach love the same way, in a desperate attempt to outrun the tiny changes

or huge ones that are always looming on each of our horizons. But the sense of urgency that comes from wanting to experience life and love to the

fullest can force decisions that are not always in your best interests or anyone else's, for that matter. In fact, sometimes facing the consequences of

your choices can be even worse than death. You may live only once, but you don't necessarily want it to feel like forever.”