In an tiny moment, I am reminded about what is really important in life. I spent most of my day (actually week) stressing about the daunting details of life (work, traffic, laundry, etc.) and in one moment, with one phone call, a cosmic two-by-four just hit me upside the head and said “life is not about laundry”.
This awful phone call (that I am still in shock about) was from a friend telling me that her brother had just been killed in a car accident. As if this news was not bad enough, there was one more detail that leaves me in deep sympathy for a stranger. I was told that her brother was actually on the phone with his wife when the accident happened. I can not even imagine the pain and suffering that she was going through in that instant. As if losing your husband isn’t hard enough.
I have no words of advice other than make sure to take the time to tell those close to you that you love them. Life can change in an instant and there are only so many tomorrows.

