life is short, as the saying goes. and so we do our very best to enjoy it—we live, we breathe, we love and we seek peace. it’s not easy. especially during wartime. or during those moments when you feel you simply cannot go on. or after you lose someone you love. but, we keep trying. we continue living.
most days i attempt to seek the beauty in the ugliest situation. i take pleasure in the small things. i try to look at the big picture. i put myself in someone else’s shoes…i say to myself, this person is doing the best they can, for now. and i take small steps.
on some days, living with a mental illness exhausts me and i only see the ugly. my fears overwhelm me and most people turn away from me. and then, yes, i pick up the pieces and i continue living. seeking the beauty.
the oldest woman in the world died yesterday. her name was maria esther de capovilla, she lived in ecuador and she was 116. maria was born in 1889, the same year as charlie chaplin and adolf hitler. she was 22 when the titanic sank and 79 when astronauts first set foot on the moon. in 1917 she married antonio capovilla, an austrian sailor, he died in 1949. they had five children, three of whom are still alive, and 11 grandchildren, 20 great-grandchildren and two great-great-grandchildren.
maria was said to enjoy painting, embroidery, dancing and walking. her family believes drinking donkey milk as a child might have been the key to her longevity, i believe it was so much more than that.
her likely successor as oldest woman is an american, elizabeth bolden of memphis, tennessee. i would like to meet this woman, i would like to hear her stories. i would like to look into her eyes and see the warmth, the pain, the love and the beauty.
to read more on maria’s life, click here.