Life Is Too Short
You would think that in the last year death would no longer be a surprise. For a long time, I was looking up Covid cases daily and watching the deaths go up. My aunt died last year and added to those numbers. Pretty everyone I know is directly connected to someone who has passed away in the last year. So I foolishly thought that death was something that could no longer really surprise me.
On Tuesday, March 30th, my mom’s boyfriend died. It’s odd cause it’s been two days since then and it still doesn’t really feel real. I think I’m in shock. We all are. He and my mom were either dating or close friends for longer than my whole life. I used to call him dad at one point. And now he’s just gone. No warning. Just a heart attack.
Earlier that day, I was panicking about work emergencies that were “incredibly” important. And I mean stressing for multiple days over it. Now, I couldn’t care less and most everything managed to sort itself out. Because, in the long run, it honestly doesn’t matter.
For anyone else who needs the reminder: Life is short guys. Way too short. Whatever you think is incredibly important at this moment probably isn’t. Look after your family and friends. Focus on things that make you happy. Everything else is just white noise.
I’m so, so sorry lady.
Thanks, Purple. And thanks for reading.
I’m so sorry for your family’s loss.
It’s inevitable that we’d focus on the small details of life as we live day to day but we have got to remember this lesson most of all.
Thanks Revanche. And thanks for reading.
Great reminder to live with purpose
Thanks for reading.