Last week, at my friend Haley’s funeral, her husband stood up to deliver her eulogy and said, “Life is the leading cause of death, and Haley LIVED her life, passionately. She died doing what she loved to do. If she didn’t do what she loved, she may not have died yesterday, but she wouldn’t have truly lived either.” His words immediately reminded me of the opening lines to one of my favorite entries in my grandmother’s journal: “I have seen and touched and danced and sung and climbed and loved and meditated on a lifetime spent living honestly. Should it all end tomorrow, I can positively say there would be no regrets. I feel fortunate to have walked in my shoes. I am truly lucky. I really have lived 1,000 times over.” What does it mean to truly live? What does it mean to live 1,000 times over? Perhaps… to someday die happy, with zero regrets of how you have lived. - via:
Posted on: Tue, 15 Jul 2014 07:30:00 +0000
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