Live a little... because you never know
I received news this past weekend that business friend of mine had died. He was killed in a work related accident. He was forty eight years old. He left a wife and three daughters behind
Obviously this type news put me in a sour mood but after I thought about the man who died I had a different reaction. This guy loved life and squeezed as much out of it as he could. I can't remember ever seeing him in a bad mood. So Sunday I decided to take the family to the beach and live little. Damn, we had fun too.
2 comments:
:)
Your sons look so similar to each other. That weather looks amazing. It's miserable here :(
It sucks that it takes an end to make us remember that every day is a beginning.
But at least we get a chance to remember...
*hug*
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