Moments.

Saturday. One of those moments where your stomach gets queasy and your heart drops to the floor. You reach for the wall to hold you up. I know that in so many ways we should be accustomed to dying but death never comes easy. In an instant someone you know becomes someone you knew. 

Death this time hit close to home and it's not easy. A man who should be there to walk his daughters down the aisle is going to watch from heaven. I should be seeing him today with his easy smile and wishing him a merry Christmas. 

So today I hold my babies a little tighter and hold my husband as we fall asleep. I don't want to take this life for granted. 

Today I remember a man and a life well lived with grace, goodness, and a smile.