It was one of the kindest things I had heard for a long time. The sentiment suggested that in the time of feeling low she thought of coming to us as her memory was a positive one of my wife and I giving the impression of being peaceful.
I remember the times we had spent together with the person. That person was a great source of inspiration to us. Their story was one involving neglect and abuse, but despite that the individual had worked hard on her character and refused to let her past cripple her. Indeed when we met her she was taking steps to set her life up properly. She did really well for herself, got in a great relationship and made her life better, only to be struck down by illness. But again unbowed with the same determination that got her to overcome her previous challenges, she faced these health issues positively and still did something to work out a tremendously encouraging and uplifting life for herself and her partner.
For her to come to us, was humbling because she is a source of great inspiration. All because we were privileged to share life together for a season. This reminded me of just how important it is to share, not take, not hoard, not be stingy over anything, but have a desire to share. Life is enriched by sharing. Realising that gifts are given to share to benefit more than me is something I have experienced as a recipient on a number of occasions. Others have selflessly shared what they had from food to material, advice to just the space for me to be. This level of sharing has impacted my life and approach to what is mine.
My desire is to grow in the level of sharing I experience. My desire is to continue to be inspired by people sharing their lives as I have been blessed by this brilliant individual.
