Last friday was the wake for my Uncle Harry and yesterday was his funeral.
A rose from my uncle's funeral service.
Father talked about the passage of time and about not wasting it. To recount how my uncle spent his life but also how we are spending ours now.
That we need to make the most of the time we are given and be a light to others, help those in need, and live a life filled with real purpose.
Those words seared into me for I feel like I'm investing time in things I don't want (an example being work). There must be more to me than just working at the crafts store and the university job.
I always dreamed of doing GREAT things as an adult yet I'm doing anything but…and fear I never will.
I don't know what do but I try reassuring myself time is still on my side.
Dean, give it time. Time will tell. And all will be known…in time.