Live A Life Mired in Significance

Today is day 18…the day before a pretty important day in my life; a day whose significance is foundational to who I am. I suppose it’s just as well that I’d be talking about this today…

What do you hope people remember about you after you’re gone?

Writing this post is kind of like making out a will. I’m a little creeped out, but why not? I think I’d like to answer this question a little differently, but as humbly as possible 🙂 I hope that people remember that:

I was a Christian…and more than just saying that, they knew it by my actions and the way that I treated others.
My husband is the one my soul loved, just as was spoken about in Song of Songs 3:4a. I make sure that he knows it every day and want those around us to know that too.
I loved to laugh! I want my friends and family to remember the joy I had for life and the laughter that was probably louder than necessary…
I loved to work with my hands and create. Whether power tools or baking tools, making things brought me incredible happiness and serenity.
I enjoyed helping people. I enjoyed giving and ministry work and teaching taekwondo.
Doing missions work was one of the most fulfilling experiences of my life.
I loved to travel and see the world, meeting new people and experiencing their cultures. I really enjoyed trying new and different foods 🙂
I felt that getting sister locks was the best decision ever! There has never been a hairstyle that required less maintenance for me and I adore my hubby for suggesting that I go natural!
I was chemically addicted to caffeine and if I was hangry for it, I was truly apologetic for my actions.
I loved spending time with my friends. For as much as I told people that I was antisocial, I loved being around people who made me laugh and let me cry when I needed to.
I was flawed but tried to be the best person I could be.
I had a thing for shoes…sexy or sensible, shoes were my thing!
Saying that I loved Tigger was a gross understatement! I always believed I had the largest collection in the world, but was too cheap to pay for Guinness to come and verify it.
My life was one of significance, mostly to those around me.