On Friday night, while most people were glued to the TV watching the conclusion of the Boston tragedy, we had a smaller tragedy hit closer to home. Sadly, Friday night Bo's Uncle John died suddenly of a massive heart attack while taking out the trash.
What struck us both was what Bo's Aunt Carol (John's wife) said. She said that she was thankful that they told each other that they loved each other daily, and she was so glad they'd said it that morning, because she'd never get the chance again. Wow.
What a perfect and sad example of how short life is. Since none of us knows how much time we have left, we need to spend whatever minutes, days, years & decades we have showing each other love & making memories to be treasured. When you think about it, we really just don't have time for silly arguments, hurt feelings, and ugly words. Wouldn't it be awful if that were the last things we did or said? When people talk about us after we're gone, we hope that we're remembered like Uncle John will be...a kind man who was an amazing husband and friendly to all.
That's all for today.....we've got to get busy fitting in as many kisses, hugs, memories, and "I love yous" as we can!
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