Twelve years ago today, my sister Robin, at 20 years old, passed into heaven due to a violent car accident on her way back to university the Sunday after Thanksgiving.
She was an artist, an outdoors-woman, a drummer, a horse lover, a dancer, a music lover, an innovator, a non-conformist, a snowboarder, a free thinker, a dreamer, an optimist, an observer, a daughter, a sister, a niece, a granddaughter, a friend, a student and a forever inspiration.
As I remember and think about her today, though my heart aches; I have a sense of calm, of peace, definitely Grace and a humble trust in God's mysterious plan.
There was no other way to make it this far and long without trusting, praying and relying on the outpouring of love and support from the amazing and angelic people around me.
Losing Robin was devastating and unthinkable but the things that have come from it have forever changed me and my life for the better. That to me is a miracle.
I've learned so much from the crushing loss. I still find myself sweating the small stuff and getting bent out of shape about frivolous things; that at the moment seem monumental, but I've learned that no matter what happens; even the death of one loved so much, everything's going to be all right.
By letting go and trusting that there is a divine plan, I can tap into the peace and happiness and joy that is inside always waiting patiently.
There is divinity, blessing and good in every situation, thing and person; no matter how daunting it may seem. We have to let go of our hurts, our control, our judgements, our insecurities and find it. It's our duty and our right - happiness and peace and joy are there, we just have to live in a way to uncover and partake.
Love and true peace and hugs and laughter and smiles to you!
