Dear Family & Friends

As I approach my twilight years, I'm struck by the inevitability that, sooner or later, the party must end.

And one clear, cold morning after I'm gone, my dear family and friends will awaken and be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there just isn't "any more." No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute."

Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, or say, "I love you."

So while we have it, its best that we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for relationships, for old cars, children with bad report cards, dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents.

Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a son-in-law after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what.
We keep them because they are worth it, and because we are worth it.  Life is important, like people we know who are special. And so, we keep them close.  

Suppose one morning you never wake up.... Do all your friends know how you really feel? The important thing is to let every one of your friends know your true feelings, even if you think they don't love you back.
 So, just in case I'm gone tomorrow, please rest assured that I voted against that incompetent, lying Muslim and reggae-loving, perverted, disingenuous, phony, bleeding heart, narcissistic, scientific and economic moron, socialist, and pile of crap Obama.