Life’s Too Short. Today.

I mentioned this a couple of weeks ago, about how a woman I know in the UK lost her husband to cancer on Dec. 8 of last lear. She instigated Life’s Too Short Day in his memory, for the members of the board, but it affected me deeply, so I wanted to share it here.

And it’s today, and I still don’t know what I’m going to do. On the list: Finish the first half of Christmas shopping. Go to the doctor, because I fell over the filing cabinet, what, two weeks ago? And it still hurts. Go to the gym, because I promised Em. As usual, I’ll go to work and then out to UBC to tutor. Then home.

Here’s what I know I’m going to do:
Be cheerful all day.
Tell E I love him.
Phone random friends and give them honest compliments.
Contemplate co-authoring a romance novel with my friend Stevage.

Beyond that, who knows?

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