Life is Short

Yesterday was a rough day for me.  After trying to get to work early to make my 4:30 cycling class after work, I was late.  My boss was in the office waiting for me, and clock watched me right when I walked in.  Normally, not taking a lunch would be good enough for her to allow me to still leave early.  Not today.  Today was different.  We had a huge new business presentation the next day, which meant yesterday was practice day.   She scheduled a practice session at 4:00 pm, knowing all too well I would never make my class.  And I didn’t.  I was sad but got over it.  One less day of working out down the drain. 

Problem came late afternoon though.  All of the above activities and issues all of the sudden felt so trivial.  My best guy friend in Las Vegas’ father passed away unexpectedly.  My heart stopped when I found out through a mutual friend.  I called him right away.  He answered crying.  They were still in the hospital waiting for them to remove his father, the man who meant the most to him in his life.  I let him cry, tell me the story, I cried, sad I could not be there with him to hug him.  It is the one downfall of moving out of state from your oldest friends.  You can’t be there physically when they most need you.  Only emotionally and via phone.  I hate phones for this reason.  I got off the phone with him feeling horrible, sad and totally freaked out.  Life is so short.  His dad is the same age as my dad.  His dad was such a great man and full of life and smiles.  I wish I could be there to hug Matt.  He needs it right now.

If you get a chance, please go home and hug your parents and closest friends.  If you can’t hug them, call them and let them know how much they mean to you.