So, today I found out that a good friend of my family's passed away. He was our next door neighbor for many many years, the father of my younger brother's best friend and just an all around great guy. This morning, his wife woke up, got out of bed as she does every morning, went out to the living room to see what her husband was up to, and found his body on the couch. He was dressed for the day and everything. He just sat down and died. He wasn't sick. There was no tragic accident. He just died. I'm not sure how old he was, but I'm guessing late fifties. He was in really good health. He was really active. His dad is still alive and his mom lived a very long life. Nothing could have prepared anyone for this.

This, of course, led me to thinking of my own mortality and that of my spouse. What would I do if I woke up one morning only to find out that my husband was gone? How could I possibly cope with something like that? You think that it's so far away and you don't want to think about it, but really, it could happen at any time and with absolutely no warning. I hate how fragile life is and the uncertainty that comes with it. Any fluke thing can take someone you love away from you. It all just seems unfair at times.

Anyways, there's my Debbie Downer post for the day :(