I have been MIA from my blog for a little over a month now. Honestly, I have had so much to write about, but not enough quiet time to write it. Death and sickness in my family has had me in so much turmoil that the words to express how I have been feeling would not come. But today the thought heaviest on my heart is how much love we are often surrounded with, but often are too busy and preoccupied to notice until something happens. Since I was a little girl, my Auntie Clytie has been a strong pillar in my life. Her genuine kindness and concern for all are character traits of which I am in awe. She has been my rock, my prayer warrior, my conscience and my guide. Her life is rooted and grounded in biblical principal's and unlike many, she lives by the word; walking the walk, and talking the talk. When life has been too much for me, she is the one that has comforted me with the wisdom gathered over her 92 years of living. When my mother died she embraced me and assumed the role of my "surrogate momma" without me even asking. Even when the advice she gives stings, she follows it up with a good dose of love to make it go down easy. The word of God flows freely from her belly and each and every time I talk to her I gather strength, courage and wisdom. Since I was 8 years old, she has sent me a dollar a year for every birthday; never forgetting. My friends, my family, or my man may forget, but not Auntie. Even though she wasn't well this year, her card along with $36 dollars was in my mailbox prior to December 2nd. Just like clockwork. I have always been able to count on her card and birthday wishes. I don't know what I will do when they cease to arrive anymore. I have never known her to be ill. She doesn't like to go to the doctor, but right now she is laid up in the hospital recovering from major surgery. The thought of her mortality has rushed over me like a mighty wind of reality. How blessed I have been all these years. What a wonderful thing it is to be loved unconditionally. To know that despite fault or flaw, love still remains unchanged. She has been an excellent example for me to follow. I know it is selfish to say, but I wish she could live forever. There is a part of me that realizes that the goodness that is within her is rare and I just want to hold on to it; preserve it. Save it all for me. But then there is another part of me that realizes how tired she must be of serving. It is exhausting to always give without thought of what you will recieve in return. I find comfort in knowing that her reward will be great in heaven whenever she gets there. And knowing that God made it possible for me to benefit personally from her love, unconditionally, makes me smile today because I realize how blessed I am.
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