Out of time
Yesterday I learned a classmate died.
I wasn't close to that individual.
However, at my age, we all feel a collective loss when a Wildcat dies.
Last night I was talking with my girlfriend a little about it.
Somehow we always think we are not far removed from those days and we have all the time in the world to live.
This past summer, I co authored a book about my Father's life and published some of his writings. Diaries of a Wind Swpt Muse.
One of the main themes was that he always thought he had tomorrow to fix whatever it was...
As I told his story from my perspective, I remembered this abominable thought that we are all running out of time.
A few months ago I got a call from a mutual acquaintance. He called to tell me our friend had died. This shook me hard. This friend and I were really close at one time. He wasnt perfect, but he was a perfect friend. He was like family. Over time life took us in different directions and we stopped communicating, but I always felt emotionally connected to them.
I remember feeling guilt. My friend had died and I felt like I'd let them down in life and in death.
Some people leave your life, but they'll never leave your heart. You just wish you had more time to get back around to letting people know you care.
They say only the good die young. I remember a good friend I grew up with suddenly died in his 50s. He was the most sincere person I'd met. He loved Jesus. He was a hard working man. We would stay in touch periodically. I was devastating to learn of his passing. I remember thinking I didn't t get to tell him how important he was to me. What he represented to me as a child, and as an adult. There was no tomorrow.
Tonight, I just learned another mutual acquaintances passed away. We weren't close, but I considered them a distant personal friend. My heart sank. This guy was a good one.
I wanted to honor his memory. I just typed a canned message post on social media about him. It was short but so sincere.
Somehow, it felt empty. You wish there was more to say and a better way to honor folks. You wish you had more time.
I'm sitting here, missing ALL my friends who were fun and hopeful, and gone too soon.
I'm thinking I could be a better friend. I'm thinking life is SHORTER than we imagine. I'm feeling like bitterness, grudges, and jealousy are just distractions. I feel as if Im leaving words unspoken and opportunities unclaimed. I'm thinking we are all running out of time.
As I sit here thinking how fortunate I am to have known all these amazing people, I realize we just ran out of time.
Cheers to Frank, Larry,Jeff,and Jason.
Abundance Always.
I wasn't close to that individual.
However, at my age, we all feel a collective loss when a Wildcat dies.
Last night I was talking with my girlfriend a little about it.
Somehow we always think we are not far removed from those days and we have all the time in the world to live.
This past summer, I co authored a book about my Father's life and published some of his writings. Diaries of a Wind Swpt Muse.
One of the main themes was that he always thought he had tomorrow to fix whatever it was...
As I told his story from my perspective, I remembered this abominable thought that we are all running out of time.
A few months ago I got a call from a mutual acquaintance. He called to tell me our friend had died. This shook me hard. This friend and I were really close at one time. He wasnt perfect, but he was a perfect friend. He was like family. Over time life took us in different directions and we stopped communicating, but I always felt emotionally connected to them.
I remember feeling guilt. My friend had died and I felt like I'd let them down in life and in death.
Some people leave your life, but they'll never leave your heart. You just wish you had more time to get back around to letting people know you care.
They say only the good die young. I remember a good friend I grew up with suddenly died in his 50s. He was the most sincere person I'd met. He loved Jesus. He was a hard working man. We would stay in touch periodically. I was devastating to learn of his passing. I remember thinking I didn't t get to tell him how important he was to me. What he represented to me as a child, and as an adult. There was no tomorrow.
Tonight, I just learned another mutual acquaintances passed away. We weren't close, but I considered them a distant personal friend. My heart sank. This guy was a good one.
I wanted to honor his memory. I just typed a canned message post on social media about him. It was short but so sincere.
Somehow, it felt empty. You wish there was more to say and a better way to honor folks. You wish you had more time.
I'm sitting here, missing ALL my friends who were fun and hopeful, and gone too soon.
I'm thinking I could be a better friend. I'm thinking life is SHORTER than we imagine. I'm feeling like bitterness, grudges, and jealousy are just distractions. I feel as if Im leaving words unspoken and opportunities unclaimed. I'm thinking we are all running out of time.
As I sit here thinking how fortunate I am to have known all these amazing people, I realize we just ran out of time.
Cheers to Frank, Larry,Jeff,and Jason.
Abundance Always.
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