Farewell

So my sister's husband died of cancer. Yeah that sounds real cheery doesn't it? Well sorry for the downer, but he did. Last Sunday afternoon to be exact. He was only 51 and they didn't even know he had cancer until it was too late. By the time he noticed any symptoms and got a diagnosis, it was already very advanced. He had known about his cancer for less than a year (ten months or so...). It really makes a person think about what is important and whether they're wasting time in life or spending it the way they should be. I mean 51! People joke that you're over the hill at 50, but really we don't know when the day or the hour comes.

Dave planted a garden in the spring. He wanted to plant extra plants so he could share the yum with his friends. Little did he know that he was planting produce that would be served at his funeral dinner.

Life is precious and beautiful. Even the pain of life can be beautiful in its own way. Live life for what really matters - the people around you. You never know when your last day is going to be or if you are going to have years and years more to spend with those you love.