Whatever doesn't kill you.

This is my first post since last fall... My mom passed unexpectantly and it took the floor out from beneath me. It is the worst thing I've had to deal with in my life thus far, but it's been one the best gifts I've ever received as well.

Crazy right? How can something like that be a gift? Because it's given me a new outlook on life that I would have never received otherwise.

King Solomom writes "It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of every man, the living should take this to heart". (Ecclesiastes 7:2) 

For the first time I was really hit with the reality of my mortality. Losing a parent will do that to you... it's something about losing that connection to your birth that reminds you death is sure to follow. And with this knowledge comes fearlessness. What's the worst that can happen? I'm going to live my life to it's fullest capacity. If I'm lucky, I have another 35 years left so let the countdown begin! Life without regrets. Well done good and faithful servant. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved your fellow man. My mom's legacy is not her career but the love she had for her family. Her self-lessness. Her humility. Her love for God. I am her legacy.

And I am stronger. I survived losing my first best friend, my Mommy. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.