This morning I found out that a friend of mine died of a pulmonary embolism this past Sunday. She was 39 years old. 3 weeks ago, another friend of mine lost her son in a car accident. My heart was broken. I absolutely cannot imagine. I don't ever want to know that feeling. It makes me want to write, call, & tell everyone who is part of my life how much they mean to me. I have lost touch with so many people who meant the world to me. Life takes over and everyday is filled with the best of intentions. I have cards or letters, pictures and gifts that I havent sent or given. I owe so many thankyou notes. I want to hold my kids tight! They are growing so fast. I want to make each day count and not worry so much. (I am a worry wort!) I have a tendency to blame myself for things I didnt even do!!!! I apologize a lot for things I had nothing to do with!!!! I also have a tendency to shy away and keep to myself afraid that I am bothersome! I want to finish what I start. I want to be happy and make memories! Life is about making memories! To me nothing else matters. Sharing your life with people who want to share it with you.