It is the start of a new year, which I suppose means new beginnings. I have a few resolutions this year. One of them, though it may sound selfish is to fill my own cup with joy.
Over the last sixteen years, the spark of everything has somewhat faded with loss. The loss of Lola was the beginning of what feels like a never ending path of grief. I find so much happiness in giving to others and serving, especially in memory of Lola, don’t get me wrong. But I think I realized by the end of this year that I was completely burned out. The holidays never help. They are the time when we miss those we have lost the most.
I am beyond grateful for the couple of weeks I spent with family during the break and for the chance to recharge. I was especially thankful for the quiet time to sit by Lola’s angel tree and simply be... I cleaned out a couple of drawers, finding Lola things, and organizing items in my angel book for her. I can’t tell you how happy that made me. Such a small thing, but it filled my heart right up. Like she was proud of me...
So now, every day, I am trying to ask myself: What did I do to fill my cup and others’ today?
That is my 2026 challenge to myself… that, and finding 100 pennies from heaven.
With love,
The Mother of an Angel
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