I had a hard slap of my own mortality a year and a half ago. But that's another story. Soon.
These past few days have been tough. I got a call Saturday from my dad that scared the crap out of me. "Jim, we think mom has had a heart attack. We took her to the hospital. They are taking her back to run tests. I've already told Will, will you call Andy and tell him? I'm going to go back to be with mom."
I've made mistakes. I've handled situations incorrectly. I have one of those "if I could go back and do something different I would" scenarios. Because of the way I handled a certain situation I lost several years with my mom and dad. Those are years I know I'll never get back and wish I could. When I got this call from dad all I could think was "I have her back in my life, I can't lose her again now!". I worry about my dad's health too. I just can't imagine life with out them. I hope I don't have to realize life without them any time soon.
Fortunately all tests ruled out a heart attack. She's following up with a cardiologist though and she needs to make some changes to improve her health. So does dad. I want them around to enjoy their Great Grand Kids in 20 or so years...
In addition to all of that, this morning I get a call from my wife that an ex-employee of mine (who happens to now work with Lynette) was in a horrific accident. She had to be life-flighted to the hospital and the latest update says it's hour by hour. This person has a son still in school. They just lost their husband/father a few years ago. I won't lie and say I was really close to this person, but when you work with someone for several years and are responsible for them on a day to day basis as their boss you form an attachment.
Being reminded of my fragile mortality through these two instances helps remind me of how precious our time here is.
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