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Dangerous Thoughts

A friend called recently to let me know that someone she cared about deeply had passed on. It was something that their family had been waiting for this week--that release from this mortal coil. And it was a blessing. It left me thinking (dangerous, I know), do the people I love and care about know how much they mean to me? Hopefully you do already know, but I plan to multiply my efforts to be more thoughtful and show that I care. Maybe I'll start with extra doggie treats for Cambridge right now.

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Comments

Adam and Renee said…
We know you love us! We love you too! Thanks for being a great sister and aunt. You are already very thoughtful. Remember the cookies for Destry? That is proof.
Melinda said…
Don't you go anywhere! And I love you tons!
Karyn said…
Hey! Where's my doggie treats? We know you love us. You are awesome! I love you too!
Andrea - said…
Of course I love you guys! I'm glad to hear you know it. And I'm not planning to go anywhere soon. Tina's Grandma Mary had been sick off and on for the past several years, but when she finally went she didn't have any time for final good-byes. It was quick. No time to dot "i"s or cross "t"s. Those types of things make me stop and think about the legacy I'll leave some day. And you just never know when or where or how that exit will be. Carpe diem.

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