Time flys so fast. I can’t believe it’s been a month since I have blogged.

So many things have happened. Happy, beautiful experiences and experiences that will have a beautiful ending if I choose to find the good in them.

I attended the funeral of my daughters father-in-law Saturday. He was taken home to God young only 55, cancer was his ticket to the other side.

The service and words spoken of this man were very inspiring. No he wasn’t a saint, none of us are.

His family spoke of how loving he was and how much he loved the Lord.

After the diagnoses Jack knew his time was short. The doctors gave him 6 months he LIVED a year. And I mean he lived. He went to work up until his last week on this planet.

He traveled to see his children and grandchildren and they traveled to see him. He may have lived more in his last year than all the years before.

Why is it that many of us barely make it through the day, depressed, angry, hurt, fearful? When we could be living everyday as if it were are last.

Oddly enough I also saw a TV show this weekend where a man who had jumped off a bridge to kill himself had survived. He was so happy relating his experience. When he jumped he said:

“As I plunged towards death it was not my life experiences that passed before my eyes it was all the things I didn’t do or wish I had done that went through my mind. I thought please no don’t let me die.

He survived the fall, but it was a nasty fall, he shattered almost every bone in his face. His tore up face looked like he had been severely burned.

Yet now he is happy celebrating his second chance. Having nearly lost his life by choice he profoundly declares: On that day I didn’t jump to my death I jumped into my life.”

How grateful I am for true hero’s whose life choices inspire me to live and love more fully. Here’s to jumping into LIFE.