Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are travelling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.
Henri Frederic Amiel
I love the contrast of the bright, autumn leaf on those dead and trampled beneath. The photo expresses my question, "Where did the summer go?" Tonight my soon-to-turn-60-year old husband wondered aloud how many more summers he will have.
This year has been full of reminders that life is short. I want to soak up every moment I can with the people I love. I need to keep short accounts and tell people that I love and appreciate them.
Though I still find myself too slow to love and reluctant to be kind, I am trying to build new habits. Gladdening the hearts of others - without expectations - brings joy.
Life is short. What do I want people to remember - that I was in a hurry to love, or simply in a hurry?
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