How to measure life…

Sometimes as you tumble your way through the ups and downs of life you meet someone who soon becomes embedded in your heart. Someone who makes you smile and laugh, but also makes you ponder and think. Someone with kindness in their heart, adventure in their spirit and music in their soul. Someone with intelligence, wit and humour, and the wisdom to change the way you think about life and death forever. Well, that was John, godfather to two of my children, Great Uncle to them all, and a dear friend (and a sort of borrowed uncle) to me.

When my little girl died at 22 months old everyone said her life was too short and expressed great sadness at the little time she had lived. However, John, her wise godfather, said words to me that helped me the most and that changed my perspective on life and death forever …

He told me that a persons life is their life … whether it’s 22 months, 22 years or 92 years. Why do we measure a persons life in years when we should be measuring that persons life in happiness and love.

Yesterday we said such a sad goodbye to John and I watched his brave, beautiful widow, another of my very favourite people, carry her memories with pride, dignity and love shining all around her. Every one of us present knew that John’s life was a life well lived and a life well loved. What greater life can any man achieve?

For John … always in my heart 💔

Pencil drawing by Lee ‘Trashcan’ Minton

Memory heart by Trashcan Emporium

Stunning Skies by Mother Nature ❤️

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