Every morning I text my dad, I worry if he’s going to respond or not.
When he responds, it’s a sigh of relief.
When I see his text come through, I can feel it in my heart.
We never know the last time we’re going to see our loved ones and talk with them.
I learned this the hard way when I lost my mom. I know that tragedy can strike at any given second.
Life is fragile. Life is precious.
Every day we have together is a blessing. Give thanks every day that our loved ones wake up and are still with us.