Fragile, life is. One day not long ago I was at a family gathering noticing how much my younger cousin Tyler had grown, and I was impressed at how mature he seemed for his young age of about fifteen. I learned this morning that he passed away last night in a car accident. Instantly I started remembering all of the summer camping trips at the lake, all of the holidays we spent at Grandma’s. He was always a part of those events, a familiar younger face from when I was growing up. He was a great kid. I can’t help but keep thinking about his family and how hard this must be for them.

I hope to try and make it to North Dakota this week for the memorial services, but with the current situation at work that I talked about this past week, I don’t know if that’s going to be possible. So I guess all I can do is keep them in my thoughts, and hope that they have the strength to make it through such an unimaginably difficult time.

Things like this really make me open up my eyes and realize all the things that I’m taking for granted. It helps me realize that all the little things that I whine and complain about on a daily basis are really awfully trivial. I should really be enjoying the blessed life that I have and my wonderful family and friends. It only lasts one lifetime, however long that may be.