April 19, 2015
On Friday I had the privilege of attending a beautiful memorial service for one of my dearest friends. And I woke up. This is it! In the blink of an eye I’m not going to be here.
What am I waiting for??
So here’s my deal. I’m going to honor her by trying to be more like her.
I want to laugh more, tell more dumb jokes that make me laugh at myself, cry more with others, sing louder in spite of my crap voice, and generally do more of the things that feel really, really good. Like being generous and thoughtful and kind. I want to acknowledge birthdays and sweet gestures. I want to remember to tell you how much I value you. I want to take some big risks. I want to make you feel special. Because I can! It doesn’t cost a dime to cry, laugh, smell, taste, touch, feel, enjoy, appreciate, remember, cherish, relish, embrace, sing, kiss, pray, experience, attend, awaken, celebrate.
And in special honor of her I’m going to find an opportunity to wear a pair of weird socks with dress shoes and I hope you notice and it makes you laugh. Because that’s what I’m going to miss most about Joyce. That she was the most loving nerd with the most shining spirit I’ve ever met.
It’s all free and there for the taking. You’ve already got it. You just need to let it out!
You go girl, love and miss you.
Well said! A good challenge — hmmm, what do I want to do that could bring a laugh or chuckle to myself and others? Food for thought!
Feel free to use me as your audience!
Thanks for sharing this Robyn. Now your dear friend is a part of my life as well. I am a professional dumb joke teller, but my audience of one (myself) always laughs….as for weird socks…white knee socks with a stripe at the top with shorts was cool once…those were the days! Thanks for being awesome Robyn.
I look forward to being entertained by every one of your dumb jokes Chris!!
Thanks Robyn, I totally agree and I’m with you!!! Enjoy life, it’s precious!!!
Yes! And I think what Joyce taught me is that the best enjoyment is shared!
Growing up my grandma used to always buy us the loudest, brightest colored socks she could find, & I never wore them. Now that she’s gone, I often find myself wearing socks she would’ve picked out if she were still alive & it makes me smile & think of her everytime!
I totally get it. No one’s ever really gone from our life as long as we have memories.
Love this. I’m inspired. Thank you, Joyce and Robyn!
Thanks for the lovely and affirming support Valerie!
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