This morning, my Grandmother is on my heart and my mind. While I woke up to an absolutely GORGEOUS spring day, she was headed in for surgery while battling pneumonia. While I was breathing in the fresh air on my walk, she was breathing in an oxygen mask. While I was listening to the birds chirp, she was listening to the beeping of the heart monitor. Oh the things in life we take for granted.
I have recently finished a book titled "The Art of Racing in the Rain" by Garth Stein. This book is narrated by a dog.....a most profoundly deep and insightful dog. As I read through it I found one enlightening quote after another. This morning, as I thought of my Grandmother and the moments we take for granted, I was reminded of one of the greatest quotes from the book.
"To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to."
Tears of gratitude filled my eyes as I allowed the words to absorb into my heart. For this scrapbook page I choose to not include a photo. I wanted the observer to not be distracted with a photo, but instead be struck by the beauty of the words and what those words mean to them. I want to live by those words. I want them to be the story of my life. I want people to look through my scrapbook, my journey, my pictorial journal, and see that I lived each day as if it had been "stolen from death." What will your scrapbook have in it?
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