How often have you heard, or even said yourself, “life is short” ?

Trust me. It is.

Last week I read on Facebook someone posted about a death of a person I knew. I was in shock. I reached out to two mutual friends. They hadn’t heard and I don’t think they believed me. (One of those friends was actually engaged to that person for three years, but that was a while back.)

But it was true.

With his death, I felt a sadness. I hadn’t seen him in over 20 years. He was my powerlifting coach when I competed. He wasn’t the best character of a person, but he was a helluva coach. He knew how to truly empower people to do their best in lifting. I learned a lot from him during that time. While I was competing, I became second best female in Kentucky in my circuit at that time. I know it wouldn’t have been possible without him. I also made a couple of great friends that I still talk to today.

When I lost my dad when I was 47, I never imagined I would have no longer anyone above me or anyone beside me at what I would consider a young age.

Surreal.

Today in my Facebook memories from five years ago was a picture of my dad, my oldest brother, and me. I wrote that I was taking care of two special men in my life. (This was three months before my brother died…and less than 13 months before my dad died.)

It was a great picture. I remember that day. Jimbo’s cancer was progressing. I always visited my dad on Saturdays, and Jimbo started meeting me there. I remember expressing to him that it was important for Daddy to see him. I knew the cancer was inevitable.

Anywho…on this post from five years ago were many comments. I noticed today when I was looking at memories that two of the people who commented have also passed away. Those two people just passed away within this past year. Wow. That bites. Reality sucks.

Seeing that validates how short life is. Why do we still take it for granted? We do. On the daily.

Many times in my past, I have said I will do something at some other time. And time gets away with me. I will admit I am a different person today than I used to be.

Every long weekend I have planned of a trip will involve the fullest extent of an experience. I will buy the shoes, eat the cake, and spend the money. Money can always be made. My focus is on the moment. Moments are memories.

Live it up. Life is short. No regerts (spelled the Kentucky way)

Peace out, Trouts.