Life Is Short.

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Life is short.

I am reflecting big today about life. Today, it has been 12 years since one of my dear friends was called Home. He was 16 years old, I was just about 16 myself. Some things in life you can prepare for, others you cannot. This was one of those things. It was 12 years ago but I remember that whole week of heartache so vividly, I feel I always will. June 23rd, 2006. It wasn’t a necessarily a sudden thing, a surgery that couldn’t be avoided and ended in tragedy. There will be and always has been, a special place in my heart for my dear friend. He was so great; full of heart, a contagious smile, loved his music & basketball, just a truly special guy. While the heartache I feel today is so present, I consider myself so lucky. Lucky to have known him, lucky to have called myself his friend, his “homegurl” Lucky. 

Why am I tell you this? Because y’all, life is really short. You can live until you’re 100 years old and sometimes that still isn’t enough time. My friend didn’t have enough time, but the Lord needed him more than we did.

And sometimes that is really, really fucking hard to remember.

But life is short. This isn’t me saying go crazy and do things you probably shouldn’t, but this is me saying slow down. Stop. Enjoy. This is something that has taken me a long time to learn, and I am still learning.

Do the thing you’ve always wanted to do! You want to quit that job that is sucking the soul out of you and start your own business? Do it. You want to lead a gypsy life and never look back? Go for it! You want to go to that fitness class you’ve always wanted to but have been too afraid to do so? DO IT! Do the things that you’ve always been too afraid or too nervous to do. I know that I have been doing things like that my whole life. I have quit jobs, started side hustles, trying to make my own empire, taken risks, fallen short. But whatever, at the end of the day, I can say I tried.

One month after my friend died, I was on a family vacation with my family, another family, and my best friend. We were in Colorado, (I hope to go back one day, so beautiful!) We were on the mountain and driving through and saw one of those ripcord rides, you know, those things at Cedar Point where you are up in the air, pull a cord, and swing down? Yeah, this one was over the Rocky Mountains with nothing to catch you at the bottom. My best friend and I looked at each other, agreed, and told my parents we were doing that. They of course, were like um, hell no you aren’t. We basically looked at them and were like, anything can happen to you at anytime, we are living our lives! It was crazy, in the best way. We were moving on emotions and heartache, and in the end, we were OKAY.

Today, I encourage you to take a risk, no matter the size, do the thing you’ve always wanted to do. Or, start planning for the thing you’ve always wanted to do, always wanted to accomplish, just do it.

Do it because life is short, and you deserve to follow your heart. 

Remember: Life is not a race, you go at your own speed and enjoy the damn ride. 

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