One of my favorite blogs is hosting a Mr. Linky called "My One Month". She wanted us to write what our last month would be like here on earth..what would we do or say...how would we live that last month??? Check it out on her blog! It is inspiring!Honestly, as I started to think of this whole "topic"...One Month To Live...it is overwhelming! There is great peace and true assurance in my life after death...saved by grace and the gift of my God is eternal life with Him. Amen!
However, an earthly perspective, it is quite sad. If I had only one month to live...what I would miss in the lives of my family...sweet sixteen birthdays, graduation, visiting colleges, falling in love and marriage, grandbabies, holidays,...oh, there is so much!
My husband and I both have a love for the island of Nantucket. My children, husband and parents would take off to the beaches of Nantucket and rent a wooden house that one last month of my life. It is there where
we would walk the beaches, hold hands and savor every minute we had together. There in that wooden house on the coast of Nantucket...we would sleep under the stars and moon...breathe in that fresh ocean air...snuggle up close and talk! I would not dwell on the past or even tell them what to strive for in the future. Maybe some of those nights there in Nantucket, there would be a "sorry" here or "regret expressed" there...but they know I love them and when they hear or see certain things...they would think of me and my love for them.There on that island of Nantucket with those I love....there would be some dear friends that I would want to spend time with, too. So we could laugh and cry together...say our goodbyes but to many of the people I love...I will see them again someday...very soon...life is just a vapor!
Lastly, one night on the island of Nantucket...I would sit on the beach with my kids on a blanket and play this song!
Thanks be to God that we don't know our future one minute before and this is just a posting on my blog! So for now, I am off to tuck my children in....kiss them goodnight and hold their hand to tell them I love them as far as the East is from the West. Not in a wooden house on the coast of Nantucket but in their sweet little beds...



















