New Year, new blog. Pressure. The five words I provide will be the impetus each month for two very creative people to do what they do best, tell a story. One with words, the other through a picture. So what five words do I choose? Naturally, I chose words that have some bearing on the world in general, as well as in my own personal world.
Last month was stressful; as I’m sure it was for a lot of people. The holidays tend to do that to people. Through the stress, my friends were there to lean on. I am fortunate to have reconnected with some old friends, and to understand what true friendship means.
The holidays also can be a time of reflection on the blessings that we have. A loving family, full bellies, and a warm bed, to name a very few.
Though it’s the birth of a new year, two experiences with death hit very close to home this month. The first was a colleague who passed away just two days in to the new year. I can’t do justice to what a kind, vibrant, and beautiful soul he was. But this article can. He will be greatly missed. The second is a reflection on what it must be like to near the end of your life. Recently, my grandmother got very sick and was hospitalized. When visiting her, I couldn’t help but wonder what she is thinking about her own mortality. Wondering to herself, will this be it? This hospital and these machines will be where I spend my last days? And what happens after that? It scares me to think about getting old and nearing death. I am hopeful that she is on the road to recovery, and I am thankful that I have Faith.