It was a fairly non-descript day. Nothing of note that would differentiate this Friday from the many other Friday’s that I’d experienced in the passed 25 years of life.
The weather was characteristically Melbourne, and therefore rained intermittently with bursts of sun, just to keep life interesting. People continued about their daily activities as per usual and the surging traffic along the main road where I stood was the same familiar sound and sight as it had been for years. This day was much like many and yet it was the day that changed everything.
Standing on the roadside, side by side with my husband, our shoulders and hips brushing from time to time, as we began the walk from car to hospital entrance. Somewhere between step 1 to step 200 of the paces from the car to the hospitals front door was when I said ‘it’. Not knowing what was to come, yet having been confronted with my mortality for the last week, I turned my face upwards. I wanted to feel the rain. To feel what was real and true and honest. And with my face turned upwards, I quietly declared to heaven, “I choose life”. I said those words first once, then a second time with bravado, “I. Choose. Life”.
I choose living with intention. Loving with passion. Laughing without inhibition. I choose light over darkness. I choose moments over money. I choose today over tomorrow. I. Choose. Life.
In the years that followed my choices began to reflect my new worldview. Many memories and moments were borne from this enlightened perspective. One such moment was the promise that I’d made to myself and family; by the time each of my daughters had turned 18 I would have taken them on a Mummy and Daughter trip overseas. Something that would be forever ours, and ours alone.
The words I had spoken, ” I choose life”, were purposeful and have proved true. Self prophesying and latent with power as I realised my dream into reality. And so, as promised, on Fri 21st April, my youngest and I landed in Singapore for a mini mummy and daughter vacay. The memories are ours, nothing can diminish that, but I’m happy to share the magic of these moments with you below.