Recently, I have been reminded how fragile human life is. First, a co-worker became ill and is now a shell of his former self. I find it amazing how quickly someone can slide downhill. Second, my grandma is getting to be quite old and took a spill today. I remember hearing a statistic that old folks usually die within several months of their first fall. I really do not hope this is the case.
I need to take the time that I have and stop and smell the roses, whether it be taking food to my grandma or just trying to get to know co-workers on more of a personal level.
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