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Live like you mean it

Yesterday my friend Julie left me a text message, that would bring dread to anybody..."Did you hear".

Now understand. Julie is not someone who would text you if she heard juicy gossip, in fact she's known for NEVER repeating stuff. When I got divorced, she had the class to ask me if she could tell people. And I appreciated that. I already trusted her judgement, knowing whatever she did would be out of love and concern for me, and she would never gossip about me. But that she asked, let me know that my trust in her was well put.

Back to my point.

Yesterday she told me about a co-worker. Julie and I are co-workers, but more importantly she is my friend. And there is a difference, don't let anybody tell you there isn't.

Our co-worker, Ed, died. Very suddenly, over a weekend basically. He was always at work, working later than others. He worked hard at a job he didn't always like for one reason..His family. To support them and give them a life that he wanted for them.

Now yesterday Riddick and I were debating about staying home and doing chores or going hiking up Angel's rest. After Julie's call, I chose hiking.

I could die now, or tomorrow, or Riddick could. And I don't want to miss a thing.

I learned something from my parents brief time on this earth..live like you mean it, love like you mean it, and have faith like you mean it.

I forget that sometimes. Time from time I get caught up in some dramatic crap that distracts me from the way I should be living my life.

But today, remember it, and mean it.

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