Week 17 Lessons I learned in celebration of a life well lived

On January 23, 2015 my family celebrated the end of my aunt’s earthly journey. I was given the assignment of eulogizing my aunt. This assignment proved very eye opening for me as it relates to my own life and that of accomplishing my dreams and goals stated in my DMP, Definite Major Purpose.
In preparation to write the eulogy I asked my siblings and cousins to email me anything they remembered about our aunt. We all noted more or less the same things. We all had a very close relationship with my aunt. She did not birth any children but we can all say she was our 2nd mother.
As I wrote the eulogy the first thing that came to mind was my aunt “did not let the miracle that produced her end at her birth. “ She was entrepreneurial at heart, after retiring as a head nurse at a medical institution she started her own facility following her passion that of caring for the elderly. Her legacy continues as Veronica’s Caring Facility. I know there were challenges she endured when she first started her business or even as she continued in business but she may have said the words of Og Mandino, “The prizes of life are at the end of each journey, not near the beginning; and it is not given to me know how many steps are necessary in order to reach my goal. Failure I may still encounter at the thousandth step, yet success hides behind the next bend in the road. Never will I know how close it lies unless I turn the corner. Always will I take another step. If that is of no avail I will take another, and yet another. In truth, one step at a time is not too difficult. I will persist until I succeed.
She lived life in service to humanity until the end whether it was caring for the elderly or making candles and floral arrangements for the Sunday services at church.
She was determined and focused and did not let anything get in the way of achieving her dreams and goals. Prior to my relocating to the United States twenty seven years ago my aunt shared with me the need for a group in the church to assist in the community and thus was born, the group “Friends of St Paul’s which will celebrate their 25th anniversary this year. She was also the brainchild behind the annual prayer breakfast hosted by the group which will host its 24th prayer breakfast later this year. A few years ago I had the opportunity to attend the breakfast and was in awe as to the hundreds in attendance not including those who were unable to attend and chose to collect their breakfast.

In MKMMA we are told every week give more get more. I believe this was her mantra, if she was not giving to the community; she was giving to her family. When her sister, my mother was ill she was there assisting us in any way she could. When her brother was ill in the Bahamas both she and her sister traveled to Freeport, Bahamas to take care of him. Yes, there were also fun gatherings like my sister’s wedding in Virginia she was there to make the floral arrangements and decorations. As we were cleaning up my aunt’s house I realized that she received just as much or more than she gave.
Since my return from Trinidad I have been asking myself the million dollar question what is my legacy? The question has elicited many emotions for me over the last month. At the end of the eulogy I urged those in attendance to honor her memory by being of service. I must set the example and I believe the best way I can honor her memory is having my own dream come to life and be of service to humanity. I am thankful to MKMMA for giving me the necessary tools to complete my assignment.

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