Life is fragile.

Life is fragile. A good friend of mine called me today and shared that his girlfriend's brother passed away last night. He was married, with two young children. He died of massive heart attack in the middle of the night. And he was only 44 years old. "It could never happen to me," we think. "I'm too young to die." But how young is "too young to die?" We really don't know how many days or years we will live. An accident, such as by plane, automobile, or other mishap could claim our life. Or perhaps, an unusual illness. Or a vital organ could fail. So what would we say, if our life were to end today? Would we be satisfied? Would we know that we had lived our life fully, on purpose? Could we feel we "did it right?" It is hard question to answer. I recently had a cousin pass away from cancer . I don't know how she would have answered this question. But I'm 99% positive she wasn't "ready" to go. Not with two little ones and a loving huaband and so much life ahead of her(she was 35 years old). If we live our life completely every day, we still may not be thrilled with the thought of death. However, death is really only a passing from one physical body to our more complete spirtual one (not that our spirit isn't the core essence of who we are now). Are there things we can be doing better? Are there people we can love better? Can we live our aspirations, today? If we know the answer, what are we waiting for to make us do it? Death? Life is fragile. Now is the time to live fully and bless those friends and family who grace us with their love.