Thankfully, I passed my stress test. Hubs passed his also. I can't believe how much stress had built up on my shoulders and I didn't even know it. I continually see so many blessings in my life. Blessings that I'm sure I don't deserve, but thankful that God thinks I am worthy.
In this journey of life, I have made many transitions to adapt and adjust to the hand I was dealt. I will be forever grateful that God sees more in me than I see...as only a parent would. God's love endures forever.
While running my errands yesterday, I pulled off the road for a funeral procession to pass. I was so touched by the respect of the drivers. In fact, this simple act of kindness always stirs emotion in me. Sort of a mini pause to show respect for a total stranger. A stranger who's life has come to an end. A brief moment of respect for someone I didn't know. Of course it brings back memories of funerals of loved ones passed. They were given that moment of respect, too. How awesome is that? Life would be so much grander if we all showed that very same gesture for our fellow man?
For no reason, I shed a tear for this person. I hope he/she lived a life filled with love and great joy. That's when it occurred to me. Am I living my life in full measure and abundance of blessings. Do I always remember those blessings? I know the answer to the question before the words leave my lips. A big resounding "No!" Why have I let stress still my joy? And the big question...Am I doing something worthwhile with my life? Not if I let stress continue to keep a foot hole in my daily space.
I'm sick to see how worry and stress have taken a foot hold in my life. It's time I started remembering myself. Maybe doing something for the shear joy of it. Life gets in my way of living joyfully. I hope with all of the recent events that have happened that I won't take anything for granted.
I hope you have a good weekend. As for me...I am going to take a deep breath and exhale.