Comments on: Life is Too Short

By: Lisa Burns

Lisa Burns — Wed, 05 Sep 2007 06:11:03 +0000

I think this is my most favorite to date. I find myself thinking the same things…Why do we have to be forty and just now figuring these things out? I made a committmant to myself and the Lord two years ago…I will live each day to the fullest, no regrets, coloring outside of as many lines as possible along the way. Guess what…I really like that decision, and the skin I am settling into…I’m liking that too.

By: Beth

Beth — Fri, 04 Aug 2006 19:49:22 +0000

Mel,
That was beautiful. I’ve been reading your “The Amazing Shrinking Mom” on ClubMom for a couple of weeks now, and I followed a link from one of your archived articles to find this blog. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and writing.

By: Shalee

Shalee — Wed, 10 May 2006 16:51:45 +0000

Mel,

That was such a beautiful post. We all are given the same amount of time; it’s what we do with it that makes the difference.

Thanks for reminding us to stop and smell the roses, or lilacs in this case.

By: hamster

hamster — Wed, 03 May 2006 17:54:17 +0000

i am here via citizen d, and i am grateful to have been led here today. this is a magnificent writing. i am sad that it is only a blog post. something like this should be published in magazines, in books, on posters. when i was 14 i was diagnosed with cancer. i have been healed for 13 years. because of the events of my life, i consistently feel the brevity of our existence. sometimes i feel it so deeply that i can barely move. sometimes i feel it and tire of its constant lingering and i ignore it altogether. lately i have been reading walt whitman, henry david thoreau and ralph waldo emerson. there is so much vitality, so much desperation to capture the moment, the day, the tulip petal and lilac vase before the chills of winter take us all into Sleep. thank you for joining their voices for me. life is too short not to remember.

By: Islandsparrow

Islandsparrow — Wed, 03 May 2006 01:50:29 +0000

I love your writing – thank you so much for this post. I have had a hard time to watch my kids grow – as sweet as that it is – still I have wanted them to stay babies- – then stay toddlers – then stay sweet 6 and so on… it has felt a bit like trying to hold sand at the beach – the harder you squeeze the quicker it slips through your fingers. So I am learning – just learning – that each stage has its beauty – even for myself as I get older. I don’t always appreciate it when my knees feel a bit creaky but sometimes it feels good to “know” a few things and that has come hard-won.
Thanks again

By: Kismet

Kismet — Tue, 02 May 2006 23:00:37 +0000

Very well said. And so very true.

~K!

By: Melanie

Melanie — Tue, 02 May 2006 19:02:17 +0000

I love this: “Aging is like receiving a package in the mail that you did not order and you cannot return.

But, oh, the alternative is to never breathe in another lilac spring day and to never watch the tulips grow taller day by day.”

You choked me up.

Linking to you ASAP.

By: carrien

carrien — Tue, 02 May 2006 16:45:42 +0000

Perhaps this shows that I’m not quite thirty that when I read this post I respond completely to what you are saying about welcoming life. MAinly because I have had to learn to do it, and sometimes I still forget. But when I read about aging I think about all the things I have learned the past few years about, nutrition, and anti-oxidants, and how the Egoscue method helped my feeling way beyond my years joints to realign and feel right again, and how at 29 I feel younger than I did at 18 physically, even with another child germinating and sapping all my energy so I want to nap all the time, and I think that maybe aging won’t be so bad, so far getting older and wiser has been better than young and foolish, and I want to tell everyone about what helped me. This is probably a sign that I am in fact still young and foolish and have no idea what old and wise is.

Anyway, thanks for the reminder to live.

By: MissKris

MissKris — Tue, 02 May 2006 16:43:17 +0000

I am 52 going on 15 and I will never grow old…at least, not on the inside. This is such a wonderful post, Mel…we truly do need to stop and savor the tulips…and gather the lilacs…and smell the roses. Maybe it’s the beautiful memories we make today that will help us get thru tomorrow. I know after my Dad had his devastating stroke and before he died, he spent a lot of time sleeping and I asked him one day, “What do you dream about?” He told me, “About when you kids were little.” Well, those were the happy years of our lives and if he wanted to snooze and dream about that, more power to him. Now he can rest and dream on all he wants.

By: Sue

Sue — Tue, 02 May 2006 14:09:20 +0000

Beautiful post Mel! Although I’m getting older, I try not to worry too much about the visible signs of aging. I try to focus on my inner age and live my life accordingly.