Sunday, December 28, 2008
Still drawing in my journal. I will always love faces best I think. Don't ask me why she has brown spots on her chin...it was to be a dimple and her eyes would not be crooked in a my perfect art world, but I haven't made it to that place.
I am working on my goals and updating my mission statement for 2009. Something I've learned is that everyone has a mission statement, some just haven't written it down yet. But we all are living out a statement about what our life's priorities are, what our legacy will be whether we define it in words or not.
I attended the funeral of a close friend's mother today. I did not know her mother. But as I learned of her, I was reminded by the things that were said about her life that -it was her attitude about life, her love for people, her zest and vibrancy and humor that were remembered. Nobody mentioned what kind of clothes she wore, or car she drove, whether she was good-looking or how much money she made. I'm reminded: it really is the little things, the daily acts of love, of good attitudes and gratefulness and encouragement, and a sense of humor and zest for life that make the big motion picture of our lives so memorable to others - that leave a legacy.
This funeral was one of those divine appointments that will help me further define my goals and mission statement. I'd love it if you would take the time to comment about your own.