In my "quest for happiness", I will try to find beauty in each day, you never know when it will be your last.

     My sister called earlier this week to tell me that a mutual aqatence lost his battle to cancer.  He was in pain for a while, and had not been out much recently.  We all knew he was close to death.  I would ask his wife how he was feeling each time I saw her.  The last time she told me that he was changing, he was now an angry, aggressive person when he was always sweet and mild tempered.  They were married close to forty years.

     When we heard of the death, my mom called me.  She lives in another state.  "Make sure you go to the funeral" she told me.  Of course, why would I miss it?  Unfortunatly, I missed it.  Nobody told me it was yesterday morning.  I arrived at my religious meeting this morning, I was asked by some why I wasn't at the funeral that took place yesterday.  I was extremely upset about missing it.  I cried for a while. But a few people remained me that I can still be supportive to the family.  But it still hurts me that I missed the funeral.  I sould have found out when it was and not assumed it would be later in the week.  So instead of being happy this morning, I felt miserable.

      Life is short.  I want to live mine without any major regrets.  I love the song I posted below.  It has a lot of words of wisdom.



http://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=related&v=RV-Z1YwaOiw