June 17, 2008

Spent

No matter how many emails you read about capitalizing on today, about living life to its fullest, to appreciating every last bit of life, no matter how many, you won’t do it. Laundry, headaches, bad days will get in the way.

And then, It will happen.

The day that those emails allude to. The Thing You Would Rather Not Think About.

So listen to those cheesy emails that your Great-Aunt from Poughkeepsie sends you. Read them, take them to heart.

Because when It happens, you shouldn’t regret the day that never came.

Fianna will be gone for a little while because It happened to a dear friend of hers. Hug your closest loved one, remember those dear to you, cherish today and tomorrow and 2 weeks from last Wednesday.

Because you won’t have it again. No matter how much laundry has piled up, no matter how many times he left the toilet seat up, no matter what. When it is over, you won’t have another chance.

5 comments:

sophie said...

I am so, so sorry. Take good care of yourself. Travel safely.

Southern Doll said...

Man, I hope everything is ok!

simplypink said...

I'm sorry about your friend. Take care.

Molly said...

Fianna, take care. I have been thinking about you. I see your name on Willowtree's and Blue Momma's trivia contests. You are so right; we should live life to its fullest, to appreciating every last bit of life.

Robocop said...

I hope you get through this.

 
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