goodbye j...

a good friend and client lost her husband last week...

after a 10 day alaskan cruise...they came back...he wasn't feeling well...was admitted to the hospital for overnite observation...the next day he was being whisked away in an ambulance to another hospital...

i was calling my friend every other day just to check in on her...and her husband...who had also become a good friend of mine...we had many wonderful evenings together over home cooked hungarian meals...
he called me his girlfriend...he would say i was the only one that he could get away with calling me that...because his wife adored me so much...
then the last call...she answered the phone...i asked how he was doing...and she muttered the words..."he past away an hour ago"

i hate that death reminds you of life...and not to "sweat the small stuff"
i mean...that should be a given...but it isn't until death...that you really start thinking about life...your time on earth...and how you are spending it...

i tend to think that i do live my life to the fullest...but i still...in time of someone leaving...reflect...and realize that even now...there are those things that need changing...or thoughts that need re-arranging...priorities that need to be shifted...

because in the big scheme of things...i want to be remembered as a person who was there for her friends and family...not so consumed with her own dreams and desires...

nothing wrong with having dreams and desires...but not living...because you somehow feel life has dealt you a bad deck of cards...whether for a day...or a week...or a season...life is what you make it...

are you living to its fullest?