LIFE CYCLE
I received a phone call recently, with the name Taya on my phone’s screen. However, instead of Taya’s voice, it was her husband Peter. “I am returning your call to Taya”, he said. “Taya is gone.” This was very shocking news. “When?” I asked. “Half an hour ago, I am calling you from the hospital,” -he said.
I first met Taya many years ago when she was a real estate agent. Later on, she and Peter became our clients and this relationship evolved into a friendship. We would meet for a dinner, sharing our latest life stories, about their children, and their grandchildren. A year ago, they told us about their trip to Florida, where they planned to retire. This did not happen. Taya was a very nice person, considerate, reliable, and a good friend. She complemented and stood behind ambitious Peter’s projects. Together they were a wonderful couple for forty-four years.
Being 76 years young, I hear more and more about people who left me behind in our life’s cycle. From the moment we are born, we all have one destination. The question is, what we do in between; how many lives do we touch, and how many positive differences do we make?
Three images of roses show the life cycle of flowers as a reminder to enjoy life while we still can.