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Death again

I'm in school again. While doing a little homework, my best friend texted me. She wanted to let me know about a man from the church I grew up in. He had a heart attack and died suddenly. He is (was) one of my daddy's good friends so she wanted to make sure I knew so I could check on him. He wasn't sick so this was completely unexpected. One time my aunt told me that one of the bad things about getting older is that all of your friends start to die off. 

If the Las Vegas shooting and this death doesn't teach me anything, it should remind me that life is so short and can be cut off unexpectedly. This means:
1) I really need to do a better job of keeping in touch with the people that I love
2) I really need to be ready for death because a long life isn't guaranteed

It's so easy to excuse the fact that I don't communicate regularly with people. I mean, come on, I have a husband and 3 kids, I'm in school, I live way out in Utah, I have church responsibilities, not to mention PTA stuff, and on and on. The truth is that we make time for what's important so, well, I'm seriously stepping on my toes here. I'm not much of a phone person but that's not the only way to communicate. 

My daughter's biggest complaint about living here is that she doesn't have many friends and most of her friends from Houston/Angola don't keep in touch with her, even when she tries. I told her it's so easy to let life get in the way. It doesn't mean they don't care, it just means they have so many other things vying for their time. This made me wonder, though, how many people have felt that I don't care because I don't reach out consistently. I gotta do better.

See you tomorrow...

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Unknown said…
So I just checked this on a whim and was pleasantly surprised! Glad you’re back. This post was meant for me. I’m really good at being “too busy” to to keep in touch. Really trying to work on it.

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