FULFILLED

In meditation this morning, a word came to me. Fulfilled.

In mourning the unexpected death of my husband, I have been saying to myself, “Gone too soon.” Those words, full of resentment, perpetuate my grief and steal my energy to live my best life.

My husband’s life had been fulfilled. He had done everything he wanted to do. He had made a positive difference for other people. Two months before he died, he wrote a most beautiful message to me that said, in different words, “I am fulfilled.”

Therefore, I am content.