Sometimes it's about remembering.
Remembering a life.
Remembering to live a little.
That's what I did tonight. I spent the night out by the pool with my two loves and created some great memories.
Sometimes it takes sad news to shock you out of your routine. To jolt you out of your reality. Just when I was getting used to my reality.
So yes, I spent a little more time with my family and hugged my daughter a little tighter, read her an extra story and kissed her three times before she went to bed.
I feel as if I am starting to sound like a broken record. So this isn't a post about death.
It's about remembering to live. And I am a fan of that.