I don't even know how to start this entry... I'm home now. I'm at home, surrounded by my family and the few friends I still have here. My family is wonderful and I will spend as much time with them as I can.

 

But there are two families in my life, that have been part of my life for years, that are in pain right now. My very dear and old friend recently lost his fiancée. It was very unexpected and her young life was cut short. My friend is understandly upset and grieving her loss. My heart goes out to him and it pains me to know he's not well.

 

My tio (Spanish for uncle) is now in the hospital too. His coma and unexpected illness has deeply affected his very large family, my family and the Chilean community. He, his wife and 7 children (along with countless grandchildren) are waiting to see improvement. My thoughts are with him every day.

 

These two incidents give me reason to think about life. My life, in particular. But also, that of those around me. I have been fortunate enough to never have lost anyone - both my sister and I. But I wonder why is it that we have been so fortunate while others appear to have misfortune follow them. Is it luck? Is it something we bring onto ourselves? Is it both? Is it neither?

 

Death is a part of life. We know that. But the circumstances surrounding death seem so terrible. And why is it that we are not provided with the capacity to share the tremendous amount of grief someone has and bring it onto ourselves - in the hopes of making them feel better. Time heals all wounds but why weren't we given more tools to deal with loss?

 

Time is so precious... spend it with those you love.