Yesterday morning, my grandmother passed away. Yesterday, when I came to work, Jennifer had a gift for me. She did not know that my grandmother had passed when she handed me this bag. In it was this: I started crying as soon as I saw it because Jennifer knew the story behind this little egg cup. She knew my grandmother was sick and she wanted me to have something that would remind me of the good times with my grandmother. When I was little, I would be sent to my grandmothers for a few weeks in the summer. One of my favorite things was when she would get me breakfast. It would be a soft boiled egg, in a little egg cup. She always made me feel so grown up sitting at the table with my spoon in hand and this little egg cup in front of me. Isn’t it funny how it’s the little things that we remember? All of this stuff happening lately has reinforced my belief about what is important in life. I am blessed that I have 3 wonderful sisters and 1 brother and that we stick together through thick and thin….no matter what, we will always be there for each other. I am blessed to have wonderful children with who I have a great relationship with, and I have broken the dysfunctional cycle of our family with. I am blessed that I have such a wonderful friend who “gets” me and is always there for me. She is one of those lifetime friends, that no matter where in the world I am, I know we will always be connected. I am blessed that I have reconnected with a wonderful man who “gets” me. That I can be who I am, faults and all, who I trust so much that I have actually loosened my grip on having to be in control all the time.

I have stopped worrying about being hurt and I have just started loving more….