" I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."-Marjorie Hinckley
It's the truth isn't it? I would rather have a life full of love and memories, not a life of having the latest clothes (which, lets be honest, I'll probably only wear once). My Grandmother was told once that she only has 5 more years left (which has since changed- thank God). Grandma wasn't upset, she told me; "Why should I be sad or scared? I've done everything in life I wanted to do. I've raised my children, have wonderful memories of my grandchildren, traveled everywhere I've wanted to go. I've had a great life. Everyone dies, I'm just glad I won't have any regrets."
Carpe diem! May you all live your life fully, learn from the lessons God has taught you, be happy with what you have, and give your love freely.