It’s been a tough 24 hours. We heard that a family friend’s dad has liver cancer, a few people need surgeries, one of Dad’s friends passed away, and Auntie J‘s husband had a heart attack and was hospitalized very early this morning.
I tried not to think too much about it to make me sad, but it’s a bit hard. I told one of my Aunts today that it’s been like “a dose of reality in mortality.”
At the mass for my Grand-Aunt Jeannie this evening, a thought popped into my head. In a way, I am grateful for it. I need to think about it… to understand what is most important to me…
“What/Who am I living for?“