Thoughts On Life

I went to a funeral today. Funerals always put me into deep thinking moods. I think about my life, my family, my friends, the direction my life is taking. . . I think about the life lived by the deceased, about their family, their friends, what direction they took with life. I think about my funeral. Who's going to come? Who's going to cry? What are they going to say about me? Did I do all I wanted? Did I leave a good impression? Did I strive to always do what is right?
I thought about how lucky I am to have only attended a few funerals in my short life. I'm so blessed to not know what it feels like to lose someone so close to me, that my life is severely changed.
I was at a ward function the other week. People from my past and present were there. People that I have looked up to since my memories begin that have played such important roles in helping me become the woman I am today. My heart swells with happiness and love each time I see them. I feel their love reciprocated and am reminded once again how lucky I am to have so many wonderful people in my life. People that care about me, set an example, and serve me.
We get one chance at life. Am I living it the way I want to? Are my wants things pertaining to righteousness? Am I living my life so that each day I am striving to become more like the Savior?
I'm finding that as I get older, things that I once thought were important, no longer hold a place in my heart. I find that money doesn't bring happiness, and that if I'm not happy in the state I'm in, money will never change that. Cute clothes don't make friends, I do. Always having my hair and make up done doesn't define who I am on the inside. Just because someone thinks badly of me, doesn't mean that the whole world does. Just because love doesn't always work out, doesn't mean that it never will. Plans fall through, people disappoint you, life is rough, but all I can control is the way I handle it.
I have one chance at this life. It's about time I make the most of it.