No mortal is untouched by death.
A while back, I wrote about a friend of a friend who committed suicide. I did not know her personally, but her death hurt.
Last night I found out that a childhood friend of mine passed away. I haven’t seen her in twenty years. We’ve been Facebook friends for a few years, but never really made the time to re-connect as adults.
I wish I had reached out to her when I had the chance. She was a year younger than I was and one of my best friends from the time I was in pre-school until my early teens. I cannot imagine what my childhood would have been like without her.
Her death is a reminder that life is precious and we need to make time for the people who are important to us. We also need to tell them that we love them. We never know when we will have to unexpectedly tell them goodbye for the final time.
My regular readers know that I have been battling depression for a few years. Depression keeps its victims from living life to the fullest.
Depression has taken a lot from me. Experiences I’ve never had, friendships I’ve never made. I cannot and will not let it keep me from living. Live is too short, we only get one spin around this planet. We had better make the most of it while we can.
Enjoy your weekend.