Saturday, April 28, 2012

Avery's Gift

The value of life lies not in the length of days, but in the use we
make of them; a person may live long yet live very little.


I usually don't post on Saturday, but before I head on out to the supermarket, I wanted to share a little something with you.  Warning beforehand.  It's heart-wrenching and will make you cry.  But there is also a message to be learned from, no matter how long or short it may be is a gift, and we should treat it as such.  This message changed my day.  

I'd gotten up sluggish and tired and griping that I had to get dressed and head out to the supermarket.  I'd forgotten for a short while that there are some who are 'never' able to head to the supermarket because they have no money for food. I've truly been blessed, and rather than look at this as a chore I don't want to do, I should change my thoughts and be thankful that I am able to do it. Some of us will never have the chance.

I always say that everything happens for a reason.  I wasn't even going to turn on my computer this morning, but I did anyway.  After glancing through my Yahoo emails, I hit the wrong button and found myself back on the Yahoo face page.  And there was the story looking me smack in the eyes. I wasn't going to read it, but I was drawn to it and it was through this story that I found the blog of this blessed little girl.  Avery's blog  opens up one's eyes to the importance of not taking any moment for granted, for moments are all any of us have.  

Avery's Bucket List



  1. thanks for helping me put things in proper perspective. Tissue please.

  2. Wow, Mary. Thank you for posting this link. Definitely puts our lives into perspective, and also illustrates the power of social networking to change our world. Long live Avery! Love to you...

  3. Great! Serendipity!

  4. Such a beautiful child. So many others that are ill and their families are aching and wish they could trade places with them.
    Today...I will pray for Avery and send a silent prayer out to all the sick, tortured, hungry and homeless children in our world. Sadly....tomorrow or a day soon...most likely I will only think of myself. I am human and I err. Blessed are the children. (((hugs)))Pat

  5. I clicked and read the first paragraph of the post and skimmed through the rest until I got to the bucket list of things she won't have to worry about. I don't know how families deal with a terminally ill child and the heartache and heartbreak they feel on a daily basis. I can't even let myself go there because my heart just breaks thinking about it. I guess this is a cathartic way for the mom to deal with this. Wow. I won't get this out of my head for awhile.