Three Times Sadness...


 It's been a couple of days of bad news.  None of the news affects me directly, but it does make me sad and reminds me how we should ALWAYS take the time to tell those we love that we love them.  ALWAYS.

The first news arrived via social media (as all three did) that a friend's father had died.  I've known this person since college (so a long time), but never met her dad.  This friend is caring, compassionate, kind...the list goes on and on.  I believe that part of the reason she is who she is, comes from her father.  (Although I shouldn't leave out her mother and siblings as well.)  I know her father lived a long life, but is life ever long enough?  I know he was fun loving (as is she).  I'm grateful to him for helping to shape such a wonderful woman who I am blessed to call friend.

The second news was that a friend's mother had died.  This friend might be considered a "mom friend" as we met when our children were in elementary school.  Our children were friends and as a result we became friends.  I'm so glad that it goes that way.  I did know her mother as she attended plenty of school functions, as did I.  Funnily enough one time her mother and I met in the supermarket.  The market was in her mom's town and I happened to be working there at the time. When we came upon each other, we both knew we knew each other, but couldn't figure out from where.  It took a minute or two, but it came to both of us.  It made us smile.  Like my other friend's dad, her mom lived a long life and again I ask is life ever long enough?

The third (and hopefully last) sad news is more than sad, it's devastating.  A casual friend, someone I "kinda" knew from high school (she was younger and I knew her brother better) shared the shocking news that her son had died suddenly.  He had only just turned 18 last month.  And although we are not particularly close, I physically felt pain when I read her words.  It doesn't matter how or what happened; what matters is that a caring young man is gone from this world.

Three painful reminders:  "Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring." (Proverbs 27:1)  We do not know if life will be short or long; we cannot control it.  But we can control who we are while we are here.  We have a choice of who we want to be and how we want to live our lives.  Make your choice wisely.

For me, this is a reminder to say I love you and thank you.  Words that never hurt, but heal.  I love you.  Thank you.


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