I just got a bit of news from a friend today. When she called, I knew why she was calling...to wish me a happy birthday. Well, yes, it was a "day late HB" and all, but there was a pretty good reason for the delay in her call.
Yesterday, a friend of hers went into the hospital with stomach pains. Today, he passed away. Wednesday, he was playing golf. He was in one of the most prestigious hospitals in the country, and they don't even know what was wrong with him.
Don't just live every day like it is your last, drop the pettiness that keeps you from enjoy the present.
He was only 47.
I turned 42 yesterday...