Someday

I shared this with friends a few months ago and it’s stuck with me.  Every day I look at this gift, this simple handcrafted gift that a very sweet woman gave me. 

On most Sundays I attend a farmer’s market where local people bring their goodies to sell.  It ranges from fresh produce and plants, to cakes and pies, and all sorts of crafts.  I have a slightly expensive hobby of painting and sculpting so I sell my artwork at this farmer’s market.  One day a sweet lady, Ms. J. Harper, stopped by and chatted about her own beautiful artwork.  She painted flowers.  Beautiful, colorful flowers.  I regret now not asking to buy one of her paintings, however I do have this…this little burlap bottle cap heart.

Facebook Post from April 2018:

"Ms. Harper asked if I would use some of her craft supplies so she wouldn't have to throw them away.  You see, she's 81 years old and today she told me she had recently been diagnosed with cancer.  She was very candid about it, not wanting to dwell on what's to come of her health since she feels fine at the moment.  She's refusing the offered treatments due to her age and not wanting to kill herself with chemo faster than the cancer would.  Feisty old gal had a valid point. She's downsizing the clutter in her life to travel with her husband for the remaining years, or months, they have together. She said too many 'somedays' have become 'too lates' or 'nevers'. I asked her to keep me posted on their travels and to please let me know when they return so we can catch up before...well. Her reply, "Sis, I'll die of old age before I die of cancer. I'm just finally living my 'someday'."

I sent her a text message and asked how she was doing.  I sent her a picture of the framed heart and what I want to put on the front of it.

 

Fast forward to July 2018, as of today I’ve received no reply.   Being in the profession I’m in, worst case scenario popped into my head, then I had to shush myself from the negative.  I have quite a few friends, young and old, who have survived cancer treatments or they make it a part of their daily health to stay strong without treatment.  Ms. Harper wanted to live out her “someday”, as long or short as it may be, doing what she loved.  She’s gone, on her adventure with her husband, or on a greater adventure with the Lord.

A little old lady’s situation made such an impact on me that I’m changing my life to live it today and not wait for retirement, or when the kids get older, or when my Hubs can take time off.  The little burlap heart is an affirmation to live, not someday, but every day, live.  Live in God’s grace, find your purpose, and make a difference in your own life so you can make a difference in others’. 

What’s your someday?