Mortality

It's amazing how becoming a mother makes you so much more aware. Aware of how precious life is; not just your child's but your own as well. I feel like I've been sleepwalking through so much of my life, taking for granted to many of the "small things" that count towards happiness. Lately I've been thinking about how much stuff we leave behind when we're gone. Stuff that gets divvied up, donated, and sold. Stuff like clothes and iPhones and cars that we think we need so much. Things we can't take with us. What are the important things in my life? What do I want to take with me when I leave? When I'm gone how will people remember me? I want to give Jackson the best life possible, but are the material things really that important? I feel so surrounded by consumption and materialism that it's difficult to turn the other way and focus on what's truly important. It's hard not to want a new car/iPhone/house/pair of jeans when everyone I know does. Not that I'm not my own person and can't make decisions for myself. Ryan and I have decided to turn "inwards" a little more and focus on strengthening our family, inside and out. We're working on eating healthier, spending less, and nourishing "us." I want to make the most of the life I have while I have it and I think refocusing on what is truly important is just the beginning. What do you think is important?