She Lived

I was once asked by a psychotherapist what I want to be written in my obituary.   The question threw me off guard.  I didn’t really know what to say to be honest.   It’s not because I didn’t know what I wanted out of life,  but because my life isn’t predictable in that way.   I honestly can say I don’t know where I’ll be next week,  or next month,  let alone a year from now.  The best way to explain my life is a bunch of blanks that time seems to fill in in whatever shape or form.

While some people have linear lives, my life looks more like  one of those doodles preschoolers  draw.   It’s  colorful, fun, inexplainable,  and mindboggling all at the same time.   And to me,  it’s just perfect.

I answered the question with how I projected my life would be as a young adult,  loving wife,  mother,  published author,  successful in whatever career I settled on, etc.

What I wish I would have said though is the following:

I want my obituary to be two words: She LIVED.  And when I die, those who knew me will read it with a smile and a tear in their eyes,  because they know how I lived and know it to be the truth.

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One thought on “She Lived

  1. Wonderful! ❤
    It's not about how long you lived, but how much life you lived in that time. That's all matters in the end. And I believe you would never fail at that. 😉 🙂

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