Beginning.....oh where......

I'm sitting , wondering, where has all the precious time gone. When did my children pass through time to this point? Sure, I was there, loving them, living with them, seeing time pass...too quickly. I ask myself, have I lived with intention. Have I lived my purpose? After dealing with two deaths in less than a year, you begin to ask very pointed questions of yourself, God, of others around you. Life seems to mean more, become more urgent, after death attacks you to your very being. So, I ask myself, Am I living intentionally? Am I just existing? How can I move forward and make a difference. How can I love more deeply, unafraid to feel. Showing those close to me...friends, family, children that live with us for a time, how building close relationships and letting people see the real you is something beneficial. How can I be fearless in my life, and make a difference?