Dear Curious Readers,
I’m not being morbid. I’m being intentional in the present moment.
“My grandma credited me for saving her life during Hurricane Katrina. What a big statement . . . to save someone’s life. Have you saved someone’s life? Maybe, you saved someone’s dignity without them knowing. But she wanted me to know that there is no way she could have climbed up the attic ladder in her home and made it to the rooftop.
My grandma passed away nine years after the devastation of Hurricane Katrina. My mom and aunt asked family members who would like do to her eulogy. My sister volunteered me. I thought to myself, ‘That’s not me. She should do it.’ But in an instant, I heard the faintest whispers. ‘I’ve already prepared you. I’ve united you. I’ve healed you.’ And so, I came for her once again.
Words resonated. Actions spoke volumes. It was a heart in motion. My heart spoke to her heart; my soul spoke to her soul and we united in a tragedy-one of the most devastating natural disasters in the history of the United States. But it was more than a tragedy. It was a preparation. It was a united. It was a healing.” (Excerpt from Life Storms: Hurricane Katrina)
It was the first eulogy I did, and I’m sure it will not be the last one.
Earlier this year, I pondered my own eulogy.
How do I want to be remembered?
How did I make them feel?
Did I bring lots of joy, laughter, and inspiration into the world?
Did I love freely?
Was I loving and compassionate?
Did I trust my intuition?
Did I practice forgiveness, patience, and humility?
Maya Angelou once said, “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” I made my grandma feel safe, secure, steadfast, appreciated, loved and important. And she made me feel that way too.
I challenge you to ponder your eulogy.
And this is how I want to be remembered . . . this is how I want to make you feel.
A sneak preview of my eulogy:
“Jennifer Gremillion was in alignment with God and reached her potential in this human expression. She was of great service by spreading more love in the world, sharing an inspirational message, and shining her light brightly, giving others permission to shine their lighthouse as well.” And so it.
I now know the end of my story. I’m there in that present moment. I feel the resonance. I witness the smiles. I sense hearts’ expand. I marvel in their bright lights. I’m humbled for the inspiration that touched so many lives. I’m thankful for the sweet love I gave, and the deep love I received. Yes, there are tears. But there is a whole lot of joy as well.
Will you write your eulogy?
Will you be intentional of how you want to show up in this lifetime?
Will you witness your ending – so the middle with all its tragedies and victories pale in comparison to the legacy you leave behind?
Well done my friend. Well done.
Legacy of light, love and inspiration,