Wednesday, November 23, 2005
So I made the stuffing and it's good and the wife and I were listening to tunes and laughing because Spanish is her first language and I explained what the Kinks song Lola is talking about.
Then the phone rings.
It's my daughter in Calgary.
One of her best friends went to the doctor for a post-op checkup today and collapsed and died in the office. Same age, 22, as my daughter. This frailty of life just brings everything to a very real level sometimes. So while we comfort our daughter and send flowers to a family that were good friends to us while we lived in Calgary I want you all to go hug somebody special and tell them how you feel about them.
Because you just never know.
Then the phone rings.
It's my daughter in Calgary.
One of her best friends went to the doctor for a post-op checkup today and collapsed and died in the office. Same age, 22, as my daughter. This frailty of life just brings everything to a very real level sometimes. So while we comfort our daughter and send flowers to a family that were good friends to us while we lived in Calgary I want you all to go hug somebody special and tell them how you feel about them.
Because you just never know.
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