~John W. Gardner~
This morning a man woke up and got ready for work.
He hopped in to his vehicle and drove away from his home.
It was raining, and the rain was turning to ice on the roads.
Somehow....the ice became deadly, and that man will never go home to his family again.
I don't know this man.
I only know that it didn't happen too far from here.
And I know that someone lost something today they will never get back.
I'm sorry to start a new week off with somber thoughts....but this struck me hard today.
Some where out there today is a grieving family.
They had no idea this morning would be their last with him.
What were the final words spoken?
What will their last memory be of him?
I once heard a story of a man who lived in a very tumultuous country.
Freedom did not exist.
Everything you held dear or believed in could be snatched from you without explanation.
Even your life.
He woke up every morning, got ready for work, and before he left he hugged and kissed his children and wife good-by, with tears
streaming down his face and a prayer on his lips.
He never knew if this would be the day he wouldn't come home.
Makes you stop and wonder how you want to leave your house in the morning.
Or how you want to say goodbye to those who are walking out the door.
No....I don't want to live in fear or worry.
Not at all.
What I do want is to not take every moment for granted.
And use every opportunity I am given to show those in my life I love them.
We need to live like there are no tomorrows.
There are no guarantees in this life, but the choices we choose to make.
Choose wisely today.
Every moment is a gift.