Life is so arbitrary. We go along in our own world, day after day. Always with the assumption that tomorrow will be much like today. You go to work, come home, make dinner, go to bed. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Then you get the curve ball. Like we did this week. When one of our own at work was struck with a deadly disease. No one saw it coming. It just happened. She was there walking down the hallway, en route to the cafeteria. She looked fine, maybe a little tired. Then we heard she was in the hospital fighting for her life.
And suddenly, we were all thrown out of our complacency. How could this happen? We just saw her, we just spoke with her...about racing...about her son. It was so quick. So unexpected.
In our Friday morning meeting, we talked about the fragility of life. Everyone had a story, someone close whom they'd lost. A parent, a sibling, a neighbor, a friend. We reminded each other of the importance of telling your family, your friends how much they mean to you. To say "I love you" to those who are close to you every time before you hang up the phone.
Because there are no promises. This is it, folks. So turn around, hug the one you're with.
And please send up a little something to Terri and the family she left behind Friday night. A wish, a prayer, a blessing. A memory of a woman who was too young, too fun and too good to be gone so soon.
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