This was all I could think of as I drove to the
hospital today to see my
father. I’m not sure what is wrong with him, and apparently neither are they… and I’m
90% sure that he will be alright.
However, I was really surprised at how life is fragile, I think that because we have become so accustomed to our respective routines, that boredom sets in, and we lose sight of the very tenuous nature of our life.
This is NOT a stop and smell the roses node. It is just that when you get a reality check, you never expect it do you?