I glanced at a picture of a bus roll-over in Florida in the newspaper Tuesday morning and then turned the page thinking, “I don’t want to read about that.” Later a friend called with the news. A woman that I have known and enjoyed for more than twenty years was on that bus. Seriously injured, she remains in a hospital far from home. Her husband, who I met for the first time two weeks ago, lost his life in the accident.
I don’t know—it’s just that when you take a vacation with your husband, you have this expectation that you will both come home. But sometimes, people don’t.
As I perused my regular blogs today, I realized that at least two of my “daily reads" have experienced losses recently, and may well be thinking the way I am right now. It may be a cliché, but I’m going to say it regardless. Don’t ever forget that life comes hard and fast and unexpectedly.
Make sure to tell the people you care about that you love them. Today.