I heard a country song on the radio this week. It was a guy crooning about his girl, and he was wondering if she didn't wake up from her sleep the next morning, would she know how much he loved her?
It was really poignant because my heart and prayers have been with a family who lost a young wife and mother very suddenly in her sleep recently. Tears streamed down my cheeks as the reality overwhelmed me.
It was stirring also as I have been remembering another family whose young son recently died in a very tragic way. Their pain and all the questions are riding on my mind.
We assume our loved ones will live to a ripe old age. Modern medicine and the eradication of many deadly diseases through vaccines and other advancements have led us to expect these things in the Western world.
It is so easy for me to forget that it wasn't this way until recently. And that for parts of the world, it still isn't this way.
But the message in the song rings oh so true to me. I'm convinced the best way we can respond is to do everything in our power to make sure our loved ones know they are loved.
Every. Single. Day.
I haven't been the greatest at this lately as the cares of this life have overwhelmed me. But I needed to hear this message. So I'm going to stop blogging now so I can give my hubby a big hug when he walks in the door.
We don't know if today will be our last.
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