(It Shouldn’t Take a Tragedy) What You Can DoπŸ’”πŸ˜’πŸ˜”…..

Continuing…..

We shouldn’t wait until a person is at their worst, or passed on, to do for them what they’ve done for us. If you love them, as much as you they love you, be that love they gave. The courage and strength to do so, will come through you, if you allow it to.

I never in a million years, thought that I would be considered the “strong” one in the bunch after mom passed away. I am not by any means weak, but I didn’t intend on being that kid. I simply drew on the strength that my mother always told me that I had inside. I felt closer to who she really was, and that I encompass more of her traits than I thought. It wasn’t easy to see my mother change through the years, and become someone different as she dealt with her inner pain. She went from having a natural serene facial expression, to a not so happy face. Many people couldn’t accept the change, and I found that dehumanizing. She deserved to be not happy all of the time, nobody is always happy or nice. I have learned that no matter how much a person does good by others, they may not receive back all that they gave. I guess no good deed goes unpunished. I hate to say this, but I have witnessed the worst behavior from the people who were given the most! It forced me to realize that your value may go down, once you are not able to give what people expect of you.

Picture yourself in that hospital bed, or that even that casket, what would you want, or expect your loved ones to do on your behalf?? It would hurt to see them make it all about them wouldn’t it?

This subject is quite depressing, but I hope you took away something from this post.

Love and Respect,

~Dawn Lovely

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It Shouldn’t Take a TragedyπŸ˜”πŸ’”πŸ˜’…..

I won’t tell you that everything will be okay, because I know that life will never be the same for us if we lose him. I’m not that person who simply says to “pray” and posts prayer hands emojis all over my social media. I try not to say, “I’m sorry to hear that” because it sounds insincere, and generic. Actions speak louder than words, and what I do, what WE do collectively, can do more than you think.

As I write this, I’m laying down, fighting to keep my eyes open. I should be sleeping, but I need to share these thoughts. I recently heard disturbing news about my grandfather from my mother’s side. He’s the only grandfather that I’ve known, and we all affectionately call him “Daddy”. He is one of the only caring, consistent male figures that I’ve ever known. He actually is my step – grandpa, and I was very surprised when I found this out growing up. It didn’t matter that we aren’t blood related, but it amazed and shocked me because of the way he cared for my mother and her sisters. It was as though they were his own, and he even went the extra mile for them, helping them. He always made me feel important, even though he has tons of grandchildren. He never mixed me up with my twin sister, addressing me by my actual name.

They say, you never know when you’re gonna go, so don’t forget to tell the people around you that you love them. I’ve always agreed with this, and try to live by it. Witnessing a handful of loved ones pass away suddenly, has reinforced this reminder. Showing my appreciation on a daily basis is a daily priority in my life. It’s better than saying “I love you”, because memories of you is all they’ll have when you’re not in their presence.

I think it’s weird and wrong, that it takes a tragedy, an unfortunate occurrence to bring us together. We shouldn’t wait until a person is sick or passed on, to do for them what they’ve done for us.

I will continue in my next post. Stay tuned.

Love and Respect,

~Dawn Lovely

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