My family comes first - not work. Why? Because no matter how long you live, life is short. And people, especially family, are precious.My mum in law died last week at the grand age of 88 and she clung to life (despite having advanced cancer) with every fibre of her being. One of her last days, she sat, even though she could barely move, outside, in the really strong gusty wind, just being alive. She just plain refused to go inside. Stubborn, yes. Breathing, yes. Alive - absolutely.
When it comes down to it, no-one cares about your work achievements at the end of your life (really, they don't), they care about how kind you were, how you made them laugh, how you listened or were there for them, what you did for others and those quirky little things that you didn't realise people noticed about you that made you special to them.
The last week has been a huge eye-opener for me. I hope it's changed me forever.
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- Posted by kristinlaustin
- Feb 7, 2015
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Readers Comments
caldersusan wrote: I volunteer in a hospice. Your comments really speak to me of the beauty of the end of life.
heidibig wrote: Losing loved one is truly one of life's hardest yet most poignant lessons. I am sorry for your loss.
mindyjourney wrote: Very nice reminder of what is really important :). Thank you.
kristinlaustin wrote: Thanks @Heidibig and @MindyJourney.
babanam wrote: Blessings on your journey <3
