“The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered. We know that. And yes, there are certainly times when we aren’t able to muster as much strength and patience as we would like. It’s called being human. But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the world, the days I do have are made all the more meaningful and precious. And for that I am grateful.” ~ Elizabeth Edwards, attorney, best-selling author and estranged wife of John Edwards posted this to her Facebook account even as her cancer condition deteriorates.
My heart, too, goes out to Elizabeth Edwards and her family and friends – as it does to the family and friends of several people close to me who are dealing with their own grim cancer diagnoses. One was a key figure in my childhood, a sometime surrogate mom, an unconditional cheerleader for an excruciatingly shy little girl, and a sharer of the gentler gifts of gratitude, compassion and forgiveness. She helped make me the paralegal, the mom, and the woman I am today.
Elizabeth Edwards’ quote reminds me that as a mother, a paralegal and a woman, I do have days when I regret not showing more patience, more strength – and more willingness to listen fully and talk much less. But I still want to get up every morning, and some how, some way, whether it’s through my job in the legal field, my role as a mom to a chronically ill child, or simply as – I hope – a good friend, try to make a positive impact in the world, too.
It’s so hard to let go of those we cherish, but I’m hoping to live and love more presently and fully than I ever have in my life, and to make every minute count with the precious people who have made – and still make – such a positive impact on my life every day.
Thank you, Elizabeth, for sharing your strength and your hope.