Reminders of one's own mortality (at 23)

[MissBehavior]

I got a call at work from my mom yesterday, and we do the usual every-2-day chat. The last thing she tells me is that my brother Brandon's best friend Greg's older brother was killed in a car accident on the weekend (another Easter weekend statistic). Apparently he was on his way home from camping and his truck went off the road...I don't know anymore details than that.

Brandon and Greg have known each other since kindergarden, and I knew Jonathan (Greg's brother) through school as well (he was a year older than me). Not friends, but acquaintances.

Jonathan was only 24. Only 24. And he'll never have a chance to do so many things in his life.

The first thing I did when I got home last night was hug and kiss my boyfriend and tell him how much I love him. I need to call my parents tonight and do the same. It can be over so quickly and so many people might not know how important they are to me.

For my friends, I love you guys. You're there when I need you desperately, and even just for shits and giggles. I can thank you all individually for the amazing things you've done for me. I hope I've been as good a friend to you all.

Everyone, go home tonight and tell those you care about how you feel...You never know when it might be too late, and all anyone is left with is regret.

Lisa

[soma]

love you!

[MissBehavior]

^Right back atcha. :)