Yesterday, I got a phone call from my dad. I knew something was wrong when I saw his number on my call display. It was early in the evening and he never calls at that time. I picked up the phone and nearly held my breath when he told me one of his brothers passed away. At first I didn't know what to say. I was shocked. I knew the uncle in question had a few health problems, but nothing that I thought would cause a sudden passing.
After I hung up, I was upset to the point where I felt physically sick. This morning I feel a bit better, but I can't help but reflect on my own mortality. We don't have deaths in the family very often and the last one was a couple years back and I wasn't close to that person.
We all die. There's no way around that. Sometimes I get upset very easily about minor things. It isn't worth sweating the small stuff in life. I'm not a materialistic person, so I don't get hung up on money. As long as I have enough to live comfortably, I'm happy. I will strive to be a better person. I've been lagging lately with that. That needs to change. I've also been slacking off on my own personal goals like striving to write fulltime and get more stuff out there. I also want to become healthy again. There's no time like the present to make the needed changes. I've had enough with the slacking off.