So yesterday was a pretty humbling day at the office. After a great Easter weekend I received news that a co-worker had passed away unexpectedly.
Now I wasn't extremely close to this gentlemen, but I did talk to him daily. He was actually a supplier of ours, but worked for us as well... It's sort of complicated.
Anyway, it was one of those things that you think about throughout the day. We always talk about how you never know, and when it's your time it's your time. But when its someone you know it tends to make you think a little bit.
So throughout the day I thought...
I thought about my DW and my clowns, and how blessed I am to have them. I thought about my parents and siblings and how thankful I am that they didn't give up on me long ago, when maybe they should have. And I thought about my family and friends....
Then I came home, and thought... heck who's got time for all this thinking. I've got things to do. So I kissed the DW a little longer, and hugged my clowns a littler tighter, and got on with my daily activities. But I was a little more thankful.