…as the elevator doors were closing an older gentleman who works in the cafeteria asked for the doors to be held open while he wheeled his cart inside. He is well known and liked by everyone. Very courteous and quite funny. As the elevator doors begin to close he digs into his pocket, takes out a paper unfolds it and says “I buried my granddaughter this weekend. She was 24 years old. She was shot in the head while trying to stop a fight.” As I looked at the paper, it was the bulletin for the funeral.
The elevator doors opened on the second floor and as he wheeled his cart out some of us in the elevator were able to mutter our condolences as the doors closed. Then there was silence…
How do you react to something like that? What can you say? It was early in the morning. I am sure many of us were thinking about the meetings we had for the day. The work, the reports and the emails we had to return. It was a jarring moment for me.
Life is precious and its short. This might sound cliche but it’s the truth – Tomorrow is not promised to anyone. One day you might be enjoying family time, out with friends or just running some errands and in the next moment, you are gone, or you get a call that a loved one has passed.
Appreciate life. Embrace your loved ones. Kiss your kids and tell them you love them. Call your parents, aunts, uncles, cousins and let them know you’are thinking of them. Enjoy life while there’s still time to enjoy it.