Finding out what matters most.

My mother-in-law passed away last week at the age of 89. She had been going slowly downhill for the last two years because of a major stroke, so if anything, this was a blessing, as she is free from the pain of this world right now. She was smart, loved learning and had a deep passion for animals. She was very, very proud of her collection of books and would talk about her most recent purchases whenever we visited her house.

And now, almost all her worldly goods are either in a bookcase in our house or in the bins at the VNSA waiting to be sold.

Would we give up all of those books of hers we now own for 10 more minutes with her (pre-stroke) self? 

You betcha. 

Losing a loved one who took pride in the things of this world puts all the other things into perspective. Yes, we keep some of the books she owned and pass them on to her grandkids in much the same way that my sons will inherit their grand-dad’s M1903, Remington 870 and S&W K22.

But it’s not the same as having them around us. As with anything else in this world, don’t get too caught up in the WHAT, concentrate on the WHY. 

“You know, I wish I had time to buy a few more guns”, said nobody on their deathbed, ever.