I went to a funeral this morning. It was for the mom of two of my former volleyball players. She bravely battled cancer, and today was a celebration of her life. Yes, she was only 56, but she lived a wonderful life and made the most of it. Her two daughters and husband are an incredibly testimony to the life she lived.
There were several things that touched me that I had no idea about her: she was an avid reader of Harlequin romances, she believed in Angels, she had a close relationship with God, and she earned her associate degree at 42. I knew her as a volleyball mom, and her family was always so welcoming to me and my family.
It's always interesting what we learn about a person after they die. We may wonder if we actually knew that person at all. I guess I choose to think of it this way. I knew the parts of her that I was supposed to know, and the knowledge I learned about her today I can take with me and have any even more fond appreciation of the person she was and who her daughters are because of her. It was a beautiful and humbling experience and one which will help me grow as a person.
I'm a lover of life, an eternal optimist, and I have an intense desire to add value through simple living and positive vibes.