We just don't know.
We don't know how long we'll walk this earth. We can hope we'll live long, healthy lives and die full of days and peacefully in our sleep. But we have no guarantees of this.
I think we also forget how important we are in the lives of others. I keep learning this lesson over and over. One of these days I'll grasp it.
One of our customers at the coffee shop passed away last week. For the entire time & has been at the shop she's talked about Chuck. I only had a handful of interaction with him but could see why he had grown on her so completely.
Chuck ordered a large black coffee through the drive thru. And expected a few sarcastic moments of banter. He gave & and co-workers business and life advice. A successful encounter for & was when she'd get the final comment and watch him driving away shaking his head.
Who would think that a few minutes a week could add up to a real relationship? Or that the arrival of three baristas at the visitation would mean so much to his grieving family? We do make a difference. A positive or negative one, we make one.