It is a slow day at the office as many people are still on vacation so I have a little more time to post. I just finished reading about a horrific tragedy on another blog and have to say that it is hard not to be stunned by it.
I don’t want to be overly ghoulish in linking to it, so I just want to share a few thoughts based upon my own experience.
Last year when my father suddenly took ill and they thought he was going to die was very rough for many reasons. Among the many was that my last real conversation with him had been about trash. I hated the idea that this might be the last thing that he and I spoke about because it was lacking in so many areas.
One thing that I do frequently and repeatedly is tell my children that I love them. I say it constantly because I want it to be imprinted on their brains. It is not a question, it is a statement and I want them to never forget it.