Eudaímōn which meant “a good or benevolent spirit.”

Today’s Dictionary.com word is one I could really use today! But then, I tend toward a “funk” on cloudy days.

eudemonia \yoo-di-MOH-nee-uh\ , noun:
1. Happiness; well-being.
2. Aristotelianism. Happiness as the result of an active life governed by reason.

From Aristotle, eudemonia comes from the Greek word eudaímōn which meant “a good or benevolent spirit.”

Happiness; well-being, yes it is a state of mind we all strive for. However, occasionally the “dark side” sneaks up on you and you have to work just a tad harder to get past it. So, here’s to the Greek meaning – that a good or benevolent spirit watches over all of us.

OK, I’ve told you folks that I have epilepsy and why I started my business. But I don’t believe that I told you what the cause was.

My Mom was killed by a drunk driver on March 31, 1990. She and a roommate (Mom and Dad were divorced) were celebrating Mom’s birthday – which was on the 28th. Since Mom was an only child, and my Grandparents were living in Florida (she had just gotten back from visiting them) it fell to me to handle many things. Over time when Grandpa’s health got worse, Grandma would call me. Then when her health got bad and caused her death…

Well, stress and my blood sugar drops to an alarming low rate triggered my first seizure. And as the saying goes, the rest is history.

But, the true reason for today’s funk. This year the events from 1990 fall on the same days of the week.

  • Mom’s birthday 3/28 was on Wednesday
  • Thursday we picked her up at the airport from her visit with G&G (nick name for Grandma & Grandpa). She was excited that she got to spend her birthday with them. Mom and I made plans to get together on Saturday to go over everything from her trip.
  • Friday night Mom and her roommate Sandy went out to celebrate Mom’s birthday. Neither lady had a blood alcohol level.
  • Around 2:30am Saturday they hit – head on the drunk driver that killed them. Mom and Sandy died instantly.
  • As you can imagine all day Saturday was a mass of planning to be done. The kind of stuff no one wants to do. Including having to call G&G.
  • Mom’s funeral was Tuesday April 3, 1990.

Normally these days don’t bother me. I’ve gotten past “it” and really no longer wish ill of the drunk driver. Yes, I know his name, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that, I just won’t mention it here. What I do now, and have for a couple of years, is hope that he’s turned his life around for the better.

So, yes I will get past this mood (it helps when I write) and here’s to the Greek word eudaímōn which meant “a good or benevolent spirit.” Here’s to my good spirits watching over me: Mom, G&G. I love you and miss you all.

YELD* and YELGD*

*Means Your Ever Loving Daughter/Your Ever Loving Granddaughter

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14 thoughts on “Eudaímōn which meant “a good or benevolent spirit.”

  1. It’s a gorgeous, beautiful, and moving post, not to mention how deeply you go in honoring your Mom’s memory, and almost as important, forgiving the person who did this and even wishing his life had turned around.

    Well done, my dearest Liz.! ♥

    • Thanks Ali! Hey that last picture is on my wedding day (I cropped it so it’s just Mom and me). People say we looked alike. Hmmm 😀
      I have always wished Bob (my brother) could have talked with Mom. He was working some really strange hours then – he was going to call her that Saturday. Since Mom wanted to be cremated, we took her ashes out to Phoenix and let Bob pick where he’d like to spread her ashes. That way he had Mom close by.

      • You looked alike, really, the resemblance is uncanny. Both, great looking gals.
        Very sweet you let your brother spread the ashes. Quite comforting in lieu of not being able to say good bye. You are a good sister, Liz.

    • WOW! What hidden burdens we all carry. When we are young we hide behind a wall- too afraid to share our mishaps, pretending we are ok…then we experience life and survive and we tell our story.

      Very beautiful Liz, and it must have been very hard to have gone through the loss of your mother in such a violent manner. God bless you.

      • Thanks Luz!
        Yes, one never knows what someone is carrying with them. Who knows, if I would have continued with counseling and found a safe way to vent frustrations with the situation I may not have developed epilepsy. But life is what it is – something to be lived and not second-guessed.

  2. Dear Liz,

    What a lovely post, I am touched by what you went through and how positive you are today. Really wish you all the best n life and I know your mother is very proud of who you are what you have made out of your life. Your ability to forgive the drunk driver shows the Greatness of your spirit and the Kindness of your heart!
    You have a friend in ME whenever you need one!
    Kavitha Garla

  3. Hi Liz.

    This is a very touching blog. Love the easy flow… and the way you have been able to retain interest throughput your sharing.

    Eudaimon… what a nice word to describe something so spiritual…

    Thanks for sharing Liz… and surely you would have felt great getting this out.. so more people can understand the value of family, and bonding… and the fact that Death may knock on our door… at any time.

    Keep blogging.

    Ian.

    • Thank you Ian. Some blogs are harder to write than others! I do occasionally worry that either people won’t understand, or think I’m feeling sorry for myself.

      • Liz,

        Heavens no! This is a very positive and healthy way to deal with big issues in life, like health issues, and grief. It is very hard to write. I remember when I first shared about the death of my father it was terribly hard, but it alleviated my stress and pain. Going through my last surgery for my illness, also was a very difficult time. I still have my moments where I feel a little angry for things not working out the way I had imagined. But then I realize it’s not the end of the world. I share my support with you. I do believe there are reasons we go through tough times, we may not completely understand them, but somehow in the process we happen to find people with good hearts nearby that we never knew were there. 🙂 Many blessings to you.

        MJ

      • Thank you MJ
        I too had some surgery. I’ve helped my husband “go thru” last year with his cancer fight. We have had an interesting last few years. I was very happy when I found a magnet (that I still keep at my desk) with a quote from Mother Teresa. I know God won’t give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish He didn’t trust me so much. There are times when I have to re-read that. 😀

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