Tonight I went to a friend's mother's funeral. Honestly, this is not something I imagined myself doing over Christmas break. She had breast cancer and died in a coma the night after Christmas. Of course when I found out, my thoughts immediately jumped to my own mother. I tried to remember the last thing I said to her, the last thing I did for her. I guess it's times like these that I'm reminded of how quickly life comes and goes. In the blink of an eye, my entire life can change. I try to convince myself that this could never happen to me, but that's out of my control.
In light of a tragic event, my "resolution" is to love more openly. My family is not the touchy-feely type, but I want to be okay with hugging my mom for no reason. I want to take my little brother out to dinner just to spend time with him. In 8 months, that's not going to be an easy thing to do and I'm wasting time without realizing it. I guess this break has just been a huge wake-up call. Every minute that passes is time I'll never get back; why throw it away?
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