Losing three important people in my life in a three year span:
*My 83 year old Grandma who lived a full life
*My dad a day before his 61st birthday...not old enough to be called old
*My sweet 8 year old
It showed me how precious life is. How short it is.
I won't get a second chance - this is my one wild and precious life. Today is the last day I am this young. Today is also the first day of the rest of my life. I can either look at that as a depressing thought or I can see the opportunities that it gives me.
“It’s not enough to wish, dream, hope. Even children know this. We must
set sail into the sea of uncertainty. We must meet fear face-to-face. We
must take our dreams as maps for a greater journey. Dreams, to come
true, need a good story. So go live one.”