Life

I can't sleep.

A woman I have never known until tonight lost her baby. I found out about it through Twitter. And I cried for this woman who I don't know and I cried for her daughter at having lost her life much too soon. Far too soon.

I sit here crying and my heart breaks for this woman and I can't even fathom how much pain she is in right now, knowing that what I am feeling is but a fraction of what she is feeling.

It just puts things in perspective. We all have an expiry date. Some of us sooner than others. It made me think that I kind of wished I knew. But then my immediate thought after that was, "What does it matter?"

Why should I know?

So I can treat you with respect? I should do that already.

So I can tell you and show you how much you mean to me? You should already know and I should be showing you every chance I get.

So I don't get as annoyed with you at times? I should be thankful that you are in my life.

So that I know I still have time to tell you how I feel? I should just say it when I feel it.

We are all connected. Your happiness is mine. Your pain is mine. Your love is mine. My heart is yours.

That will never change. And it's about time you knew it.