My post this week is not about fashion, make-up, or accessories. It’s about something much more important. It’s about friendship, love and life.
This week has been a really difficult one. As many of you know, I clean houses every day. I am in clients’ homes anywhere from twice a week to once-a-month. Everyone I work for has become like family to me. I know when they have birthdays, what their children are into and when they get new jobs and promotions. I tell them about my life and how my boys are doing. I care about them, and they care about me.
I cleaned my friend Pam’s home last Wednesday. She was always there when I worked. Once a CPA with an advanced degree from Cornell, she was on disability due to health issues that affected her memory. I always looked forward to seeing her and hearing what was new in her world. She talked to me about her son and school. She told me about her parents wanting to move down to N.C. from N.Y. She joked with me about how her dog loved when I showed up because I give her treat after treat. It was just like any other day of cleaning. Before I left she would always ask me to text her when I would be there next, and I assured her that I would.
The next day I got several texts from Pam asking if I remembered seeing a ceiling fan remote and a couple of other things. You see, because of her short term memory loss, she depended on me to remember some things for her. I was always happy to help whenever I could. The last text I got from her was at 8:22pm asking about a misplaced credit card.
Pam passed away in her sleep that same night. She was 53 years old and left behind a loving husband, her 14 year old son that she loved with all her heart, parents, sisters and a brother. To say I was shocked is an understatement. I found out Saturday morning and was literally sick all day. I cannot imagine what her family is going through right now and what they will face in the future. It’s all just so very sad and tragic.
When something like this happens, you realize that “live every day like it’s your last” is not a cliche. It is a mantra we should repeat to ourselves over and over again daily. It’s a call to action!!!
I will sorely miss my sweet friend. I will do all I can to honor her memory by not taking neither one second of my life nor one breath for granted. Each day we are granted is a gift. We need to use the days we are given showing the people we love how much they mean to us. We need to pursue our passions. Don’t be afraid to crack up and act a fool. Make someone laugh and hug a friend’s neck. It could very well be the last chance you get to do so.
On a much happier note, today, April 18th, is my son Nathan’s 13th Birthday! Wow, where did my baby boy go?! I had his art teacher, Christina Thomas, paint the spirit rock at his middle school for him. I think it turned out great! Happy Birthday Buddy. I love you to the moon and back.
The flowers in the pictures are from my sweet boyfriend Lindsay. He picked them up for me just because. Boy, did I need that act of love this week. Thank you baby. I so appreciate every little thing you do for me.
Thanks for letting me share. Cherish your time and make the most of each day.