Minute by Minute

 Go hug someone. Text your loved ones. Tell everyone good night and I love you before you go to bed. We never know when will be the last time for us or for those we center our lives around. Last night, I attended the memorial service of my best friend’s (really my sister) husband. Yes, I said memorial service of my best friend’s husband. He was only 35. He passed away in their home in bed of a coronary attack. She found him cold lying in bed. I cannot even imagine. Even though I have heard the story a few times now, I still cannot wrap my head around what happened. My sweet sister is hurting so much right now. Words are not enough. What do you say? I’m sorry only goes so far. Hugs, hand holding and tears are the only things I know to do right now. I was in awe of her last night as she stood at the front and greeted all those people. I don’t know how she held it together. I appreciate everyone who came out last night to express their condolences and offered their words of advice and hugs. One gentleman said to take it one day at a time. And he said when that gets too much, take one minute at a time. Sometimes life gets so hard that that is exactly what you need to do. I can say that life has gotten rough a few times for me, but nothing like what  my sweet sister is going through. I cannot even imagine life without my Mark. So here is to my sweet sister, by choice and not by birth. I love you so very much and you can get through this. Minute by minute.

 

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