Has flown by and you are so much bigger now.
Always growing and adapting, accepting the changes and flowing with them.
You are the epitome of magnificence and grace.
Smart and beautiful, strong enough to move oceans and earth.
Out in the world I have sent you and though I do worry and fret,
my dear daughter, you can conquer the world.
Soft blonde bouncing curls frame a cherub face; soft and rosy cheeks, your ocean pools of eyes. Sparkling and smiling, your face tells your emotions in the same way your laughter does. A light tinkling or a deep guttural stop-my-breathing type of laughter. Your face shines and beams with each new discovery, treasure to be grasped and understood. Your reasoning no more solid than that of a bumblebee, bumbling from here to there trying to understand what it is you are supposed to do; yet you do it with a poise and grace that many yearn to achieve and for you, it’s effortless. Your very being encapsulated by the astounding aura that is you and only you. A mild perfection that is infectious to the world around you. A simple, tiny marvel of the universe within my grasp. A shining beacon of hope and growth, the love of my life.
Have you ever enjoyed your first cup of coffee and thought about how nice it was just to be alive? Normally, no, I don’t either but, today I am. It’s barely nine in the morning and I’m watching my daughter eat leftover popcorn and trying to sneak some to the dog. The sun beams in the window, softly illuminating the wisps of her hair and she’s laughing because she’s been caught. Sometimes if you’re not careful, these moments slip right on by, unnoticed.
This is my very first blog! How exciting is that? I’m looking forward to opening this opportunity up for myself and see what I can accomplish just by doing. I feel like I think most people often feel, like they want to do things and they say they are going to do them but; never do them. At my new student orientation for the Funeral Service program, the President of the school gave a short speech that really stuck with me. He said “In two years time you can be doing exactly what you are doing now, or, you can apply yourself and come out with a degree in the same amount of time and not be left wondering what you spent two years on. The choice is yours.” This resonated in me and for the first time in my life I felt I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
I want to share my story, my experience, and my path to becoming a funeral director/embalmer. One day, I hope my daughter follows the same path (or her own) and can look back on what I will create here and be inspired in her own way to do great things.
A thank you to anyone who decides to join me on this new endeavor of mine; I can’t wait to see where we end up!