My Changing Point

It'll be two years this coming Valentines day that my mother has passed on. It has been a challenging two years that has changed my perspective on life. I don’t expect some to understand this, but my mother's death has allowed me to see what really matters in life.

I remember sitting at the table playing cards and listening to her childhood stories. Some of them were funny, some sad, some I couldn't fully relate to because I was not living in that time. Yet, no matter what she was telling us about, her eyes would always sparkle and there was a degree of excitement in her voice.

Thinking back, I realize I will never again have the opportunity to listen to her childhood stories. Her memories were hers and only hers and when she passed on, she took them with her. All of her memories were important to her, and when she shared them with me, she was sharing a part of life I will never be ale to experience. Now, I will never be able to have another opportunity to hear her relive her life; to try to see her life through her eyes and voice; not will I be able to record and pass on her memories to my children and grandchildren before I pass on.

My mother's death has made me question my self and my life. What is it I want my children and grandchildren to remember about me? What parts of my life do I want them to know about? Why do I want them to hear about a time they will never be able to experience?

History is important! It doesn't matter if history its about evolution, progress of mankind, or your own family history. It all has a purpose and place. If it's not documented, then it's gone forever, which is why now, I listen to my father's reminiscing. My mother is gone: I will never have the chance to write down that event, date, or name she that was so important to her life.

This is why I have chosen to begin a Blog. I don't know where it will take me, or what type of content I'll include, but one thing I have learned--it is very important to write about your past and to preserve it in any manner you can. Once I'm gone, so are my past and my memorable moments. I am dedication this Blog to my mother, because through her death I have realized how important life and capturing those moments really are!