Today should be the day I do a weekend recap. But writing a fun sarcastic post about our family reunion just isn't in me today.
Last Thursday, an old friend of mine was killed. He's not someone I've stayed in close contact with, yet my heart still breaks for his family. And for his new wife he just married this spring. Although I've tried not to, I keep thinking too much and putting myself in her shoes. A new wife. Losing her husband. It makes me cry just to even thing about.
Yesterday we found out our friends lost their baby. A week shy of his due date and seemingly perfectly healthy, Colin came and left this world all in one day. Again, I can't help putting myself in Colin's moms place and it just takes my breath away.
We have been surrounded by so much death recently. We have been constantly reminded that nothing is guaranteed. Everything is sacred. That every moment counts.
