When I came on the Race I thought about it that there would be some things I would miss out on; weddings, babies, birthdays, a year in the life of my nieces and nephews… The last thing I didn’t expect to happen was the death of my Uncle. One of my uncles has been dealing with cancer for the past year or so but he’s not the one who died.
I found out last week that my Uncle pulled out of his driveway, in his horse and buggy, and was hit by an oncoming car killing him instantly. I found this out when I went into town to get WiFi and it was the last thing I expected. I was looking forward to visiting him when I got back, I know he would’ve loved to hear about my trip he would’ve found something for a snack (crackers and cheese or pork rinds)and probably some juice or Ginger Ale, and he would have asked me all sorts of questions and laughed. But, he’s not going to be there when I get back.
However when I heard the news, regret was not my first thought. My first thought was that I willn’t be able to make more memories. There have been some people in my life who have died and I wish I had had the chance to make memories with them, and I wished it could have been different. This time I had the chance to make memories and the fact that I willn’t be able to make more is what makes me sad.
We may think we have all the time in the world; that they will always be there. But they willn’t and in a moment when you least expect it they will be gone and all those memories that could have been will never have a chance to be. Today may be the last chance you have to spend time with someone important to you, take the opportunity.
I willn’t be able to tell my Uncle about my trip but I do know he would have loved to hear about it and that’s worth a lot to me.
Carpe Diem
