Today has been a heavy day. The kind that slows the world down just enough for you to hear your own heartbeat and wonder what it all really means. We just found out that my last remaining grandparent (my grandma on my mum\u2019s side) has been diagnosed with cancer. It started with a scan for a simple rash, and suddenly we\u2019re standing face-to-face with words none of us wanted to hear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My grandma doesn\u2019t want to know the full results. She\u2019s decided, in the most \u201cher\u201d way possible, that she only wants to talk about happy things. Joy, light, stories. No numbers. No prognosis. No fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I admire that. I envy that. And I\u2019m also trying to understand it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because at the same time, I\u2019m sitting here having just resigned from a job that took more from me than I realised \u2014 time with my family, energy from my days, space from my heart. I thought stepping back would give me clarity, but instead it feels like life has placed a mirror in front of me and whispered: \u201cNow look.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n And so I\u2019m questioning life. Mortality. The fragility of it all. The choices we make by default. The moments we postpone because we assume there will be more. The way we drift through seasons until something \u2014 illness, loss, change \u2014 shakes us awake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n My grandma doesn\u2019t want to know her timeline. And yet her decision has made me think deeply about mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n If I have to leave something behind one day, years from now, I don\u2019t want it to be titles, or impressive job descriptions, or a CV that looks good on paper. Those things won\u2019t matter to the people who love me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I want to leave foundations<\/strong>. I want to leave memories that make them feel safe. Values that help them stay kind. Stories that remind them where they come from. Choices that show them what truly mattered to me \u2014 family, love, time, presence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Today reminded me how quickly life can change. How fragile our bodies are. How strong our hearts can be. And how little control we really have over the timeline of anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But we can<\/em> control how we fill the days we\u2019re given.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So tonight, I\u2019m holding my family a little tighter. I\u2019m thinking of my grandma and the strength in her softness. And I\u2019m letting myself feel it all. The fear, the sadness, the clarity, the love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Life is short. Today has been a heavy day. The kind that slows the world down just enough for you to hear your own heartbeat and wonder what it all really means. We just found out that my last remaining grandparent (my grandma on my mum\u2019s side) has been diagnosed with cancer. It started with a scan for … Continue reading When Life Nudges You to Look Up<\/span>
Stable ones.
Warm ones.
Ones my children can stand on when life shakes them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But maybe that\u2019s what makes it so unbelievably precious.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"