When I was a kid and we had air-raid drills, we all believed we could die at that moment. When sirens went off, we did not die. But boy did I want to go home and tell my mom I loved her. We lived a better life because of those air-raid drills. We learned early on that each of our lives are on a journey, some long, some short. The cold, hard facts are most of us will die from heart disease, cancer, or respiratory disease. So for today and hopefully tomorrow and beyond, be kind to each other. Smile at the young and old, pause every day, and look for the weak and wounded. They need us more than ever.
I Heard From The Heavens
