Gone
Someone left an interesting comment to my “Hawaii Called” blog. They encouraged me to go back and see my family first (which I was already planning on doing). Back in 1999, their son visited them just before going to Hawaii. They’re so glad he did. Because one day he went out on a hike … and never returned.
We never know which day will be our last. Harder still, we never know which day will be the last for a loved one, either.
I sensed that now was a good time to see my family and friends in Florida. I sensed that if I went straight to Hawaii first, there really wouldn’t be an opportunity to visit with them again. Or at least not for a long, long time. I don’t know why. Like I said in that earlier post, it could just be a matter of rising travel costs or busy, mis-matched schedules. But it could also be something else. Both my parents are in good health right now. But sometimes death comes suddenly and unexpectedly. And until that person wrote that comment on my blog, it hadn’t occurred to me, maybe I’m the one who’s not coming back.
I’m not immortal. I’m not invincible.
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