Death

My condolences go out to James this morning. His dad passed away suddenly last night from a stroke. And I just wanted to say...I'm so sorry.

Death is such an evil bitch. It's coming for all of us whether we're ready to go or not. Aside from suicide, you can't control when, you can't control where and you can't control how you die. When your time is up...whether you're ready to go or not...you're just gonna go. It's awful.

I've lost a fair share of people from my life. My grandfathers both passed away when I was too small to really know what was going on. My great-grandmother was the sweetest little thing ever and she passed away when I was in elementary school. In middle school, Violet and Terry both died in a car accident. In high school, Daniel committed suicide and Kathy died of an overdose. In college, Sherry died of ovarian cancer, Jason committed suicide and Brian died from AIDS. Post college, I've lost both my grandmothers and two ex-coworkers. So...I've been to my fair share of memorial services and funerals. And you know what? They all suck. I mean, sure, depending on my relationship with them, each service was different, but you know...it's never easy. And what's even worse than that...? I can't even begin to imagine what it would be like to lose a parent unexpectedly and have to bear the pain of going through that memorial service. I just can't do it.

So I wish I had some inspiring words of wisdom or some magic phrase that would make you feel better...but I don't. All I know is that life is too short to have a long list of regrets. Do what you want now without waiting for tomorrow.

I'm so sorry for your lose and I'm here if you ever need to talk or wanna hang out. :-(