My wife's aunt died today of a heart attack. My wife called and asked for me to take her to the ER to see how aunt right before she past away. She was in tears and it made me think about how precious life really is. We only get one shot,one opportunity to make the most of what life has to offer and then we're gone. Ideally, we would make the right decisions the first time. Unfortunately, I was too immature to recognize how sacred life truly is - how it is so important to do the right things and to above else, love.
Right now I feel like this DB thing just isn't working. Like my wife is never going to come back no matter what I do. I don't know if the damage is repairable. I'm getting older and I don't want me life to count for nothing. And yet, I know that I must keep DBing, keep loving, keep doing what I'm doing. Hope always remains.
