Then I came home today and thought I'd read a bit of the local paper, and there was a story about a soldier who died. I've read lots of stories like this one, I don't know why it affected me so, but the article mentioned a video that was played at the funeral. Oh, I have a video like that, I thought. One that I made that was shown at my sister's funeral almost four years ago. So I watched it. And now I'm downloading sad songs on Itunes and thinking and crying. There goes the whole night!
The good news is, I had a bit of a health scare a week ago but was checked out completely and got a clean bill of health. I have a great job, a great family, good health that I can build upon with better habits.
We just don't know how long we have. I'm happy that I'm now what I've literally always dreamed of being, a school librarian.
It's time to stop sweating the small stuff.
1963 - 2007