THERE MAY NOT BE A TOMORROW

June 5, 2016

04cb29ed9f32f7c4d7a60963437ca76bYou know I talk a lot about age in these posts I guess it’s because I’m getting old and so is Flounder. I turned 70 in January and Flounders had his birthday the end of May when he turned 16 that’s 80 in human years. So when I read about Mohamed Ali passing away I began to think how we take our living friend, relatives, or celebrities for granted and then when their gone we start to have regrets. Regrets about not seeing them or knowing how their health was or talking to them. I know I have a lot. When my brother died I regretted not talking to him more, the same applies to his wife my sister in –law. Now there is no time to say the things I want. With my mom I still want to pick up the phone and ask her advice about something or other but it’s too late. I wish I had been more of a better son to her but its too late. When my niece Kim passed away I thought we had many years ahead of us now I regret worry about other thing rather than getting on a plane and seeing her. She was so much younger than me I thought I had plenty of time but I was too late. You hear people talking about life being too short, don’t wait do it now and of course you wait thinking there’s plenty of time but there isn’t. So don’t wait pick up the phone, get in the car, get that flight find out what’s going on in their lives none of us is going to be here forever. Don’t be like me sad that you didn’t call or make an effort to see someone you care about. You know you’ll wonder what they would have said to your questions plus if it’s a relative they need to know that you’re proud of them as well as happy for them. Don’t wait till it’s too late. This is Flounder saying CIAO from Medellin, Colombia.

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