Get Out and Read a Few Tombstones

I have learned in the past three months or so that when circumstances are completely out of my control and a little frightening, I can sometimes get a little ugly. I am not proud of this and I wish like anything that I could report a different story but it is just true. I am a quick repenter, which has come in pretty handy lately, but I would much rather just have self-control, or, better yet, NOT LET STUFF BOTHER ME!!

I have a great aunt for whom I am named and I have just always loved her to pieces. Aunt Elizabeth (who is now ninety!) has the ability to laugh at life in the most contagious way and you can't help but laugh with her. Everything for her is always an adventure. My grandmother used to tell me the story of the time she was on a road trip with Aunt Elizabeth and my mom and somehow they got completely lost with no idea how to get back on track. They ended up on a dead end street that took them to a cemetery. My grandmother looked at her two traveling companions and said, "Well, what now???" And my Aunt Elizabeth said, "Lets get out and read a few tombstones!" And so they all piled out and wandered in the graveyard, reading tombstones and, of course, laughing.

That is the stuff of life, isn't it? To refuse to get your feathers ruffled over being a little lost, and instead just get on out and check out your surroundings. I am trying to be more like my dear aunt. How about you? Read any good tombstones lately??