There are days in this lifetime when you wonder – why did I get out of bed today and how fast can I go back to bed and pull the covers up over my head?  Today, was one of those days and I’m betting each of you reading this has endured similar moments. As they say, what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.

Six days ago I wrote a post about my sister because it was her birthday and as I was writing – and throughout the day – I kept thinking of a dear sweet man who meant the world to me as a child, and as an adult.  It was his birthday as well, the same day as my sister’s and I was a puddle of emotions because along with remembering my sister, I knew this amazing man would soon pass from this earth.  He was a kind, gracious and giving man – the father of my monkey sister – who patiently put up with our antics as kids.  He was someone who was probably more comfortable in a saddle than anywhere else as he was the consummate cowboy – a rancher from the day he was born.

This morning, I received the news that he did indeed leave us and even though I knew it was coming my heart ached to the point I felt as if I would choke on the sense of loss I felt.  After struggling through the day and waiting out the hours before I could return to my bed and hide under the covers, I realized that not only was I grieving for the loss of life, I was also experiencing the loss of a part of my childhood.

You know the old saying, “Don’t sweat the small stuff?”  Yeah it’s about that; and how many of us get bogged down by the small stuff? I know I do.  I’m impatient, it’s by far my worst character flaw, so I let stupid little things get to me and I forget to live in the moment.  I need to be better about that, because truly, life is short and nothing really matters.  And by nothing I mean, all the small daily stuff that clouds our minds.

So yeah, today was my it doesn’t really matter day; you know what I’m talking about right?  Why do we get caught up in the small stuff, why do we let it into our minds, why do we give it that power over us?

• What is suppose to happen, will happen.  Anything beyond that doesn’t really matter.

I think we know this to some degree when we’re younger, but as we grow older and hopefully, wiser, the stuff that really doesn’t matter – doesn’t matter – and on days such as this the point is driven home.

If there’s someone in your life who holds a special place in your heart, let him/her know, don’t wait.  I was fortunate in that not too long ago, I was given the gift of spending time with this amazing man and I’m going to hold on to that precious visit for years to come, because anything beyond that really doesn’t matter.

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