For whatever reasons a couple of days ago…after all the years living where I do…I noticed there are three funeral homes all within but six miles of my residence.
Heck…two of them are directly across the street from each other.
Perhaps it came to mind because two of the three were concluding services at the same time and trying to assist traffic out onto the main street.
Perhaps it came to mind because it was a miserable weather day…making sending the dearly departed off in style a bit more challenging.
Perhaps it came to mind because I remembered I’m dying.
We all are you know. Whether we’re judged to be 100% healthy or not.
A day lived…is a day closer to all our end of days.
Now that may sound like I’m a glass half-empty guy but I’d like to think quite the opposite. For if we all truly embrace no day is guaranteed and it is up to us to fill it up…then I become a glass half-full guy…don’t I?
The point is we all have an unknown yet finite time in this world. We should strive to make the most of it.
“The greatest possession you have is the twenty-four hours directly in front of you.”
And it is comforting to know when my glass finally reads “E” I’ve got options.
At least three.