Life Lessons of a Funeral

This past week I’ve spent a lot of time with family.  My brother’s wife died at 66.  Family came from Maryland and Colorado, as well as within New York. As the family gathered and shared sweet memories of her life, I realized that I’ve neglected to envision how I wanted to be remembered when I die.
 
Most of us are busy with work, family and all of the daily chores that seem to grab our time leaving us with little room in our day to reflect on our lives.   For me this funeral stopped me in my tracks.  This person was alive a week ago and is no longer with us.   She told her silly jokes and hugged her grandchildren and today she can no longer offer this love.