I lost my grandmother this week. She was ill, 95, and had a declining quality of life. Her life was not short, and this was a really a blessing, but it was sad nonetheless. It was nice to see so many family members make it to her services, and I saw people I hadn't seen in 20 years. Over the last couple of days everyone went back to their corner of the world and went on with their lives.
Except one.
Unfortunately my 30 something cousin was taken in a fatal car accident on the way home from his grandmothers' funeral, and his father (my uncle) was with him and is in critical condition. I am overwhelmed with grief and I can't imagine how their immediate family feels right now.
I don't write this seeking condolences, regards, prayers, thoughts or pity. I write this as a reminder of how fragile life can be. So do yourselves a favor mustachians:
- Live your life to the fullest
- Call your parents and tell them you love them
- Hug your kids/husband/wife (if applicable) and give them the time, love, and respect they deserve.
- Fulfill your passions today, because tomorrow might not come.
Cheers to you grandma.
Cheers to you cousin.
You will be missed.