Today is the anniversary of my dad's death. It felt like the scars of that loss were finally starting to heal over with a new, pinkish skin, but I was wrong. A friend's mom died last week as did a beloved coworker and I can't seem to get the last image of my dad out of my head now. So many thoughts are going through my mind lately and I'm reevaluating a lot of things.
Life is short.
Time just keeps taking what it wants when it wants it.
I want to enjoy the time I get.
That's pretty much it.