What was the one experience that completely changed your life? What happened? How did it change your life?
Life changes, oh yes it does. I recently read a quote saying that nobody gets out of this life alive. It got me thinking of the time —not long ago, when I used to wonder why other people’s lives didn’t change as much as mine did in a matter of a second. I have come to a point where I understand it better.
Although at the time I looked around to the people I knew and even though they had been trough hardships, I felt like my reality was turning non-stop, in a moment in my life where I was truly happy.
When I was prompted to write about a life changing experience I can think of a few, but I’m going to tell you about the one that has put me where I am siting today.
Almost two years ago, my mom separated my dad, moved to the other side of the country with her sisters; three days later she was diagnosed with an advanced breast cancer. A battle hard to fight.
My sister and I decided to move with my mom to be with her and support her. We flew back to get rid of what had been for me 22 years of life in a home full of memories.
My sisters and I called our friends to help us, however not many showed up. This was one of the lessons learned, I gotta say that it hurt, but now I now my real friends from then. To the ones that showed up I am forever thankful. I have a friend who I still talk to who was with me from the very beginning of this awfully rough roller coaster, this is the kind of friendship I wish I had now where I am, but as I learned from then, things don’t always go as planned.
We sold most of the stuff, some other things we gave away and some others people took away taking advantage of the situation; another painful lesson learned.
Anyway, we spent three days getting as much stuff in order as we could, saying goodbye to the unconditional friends. Tears were shed and hugs were given. We headed to the airport and off we went to a new cracked life.
We started living with my mos’s sister. Started her treatment. The count of days without speaking to my dad had unfortunately begun.
This is a bittersweet story; my mom thankfully has beaten cancer and is still recovering, Things with her sisters took a sour turn and this relationship was also broken, then fixed and then bent again.
From that coast of the country I collected unimaginable great memories, a few friends but most of all I gain my mom!
I had the chance to live in one of the most beautiful cities right in the beach, I used to love going to one of my favorite places ever, the Pier and the night fairs.
After a few months, I started talking to my dad again and eventually decided to move back with him because I couldn’t handle knowing him by himself and needing someone. My mom and him also got together again.
We moved to the other side of the country and there we were on the road again, with my 16 year old dog and everything else behind. Again.
We are nowhere near perfect, everyone has their issues to work. Everyone still have covered wounds and buried feelings from that time, but I am making everyday count.
I don’t want to lose the true friends I got. I want to seize every moment and every person in my life NOW. That is all I have. Material things are just things and the spirit is what I want to nurture.
From this time, there are countless stories that come to my mind right now, but I think I’m going to let it up to here from now, maybe later on I can share more from this lessons learned.
Thanks for reading! And let’s live for today!
Send you love and light 🙂