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Every Day Is A Gift

A 40 year old colleague just had a stroke.

Seriously, I am really not kidding here. I constantly say this to myself – I repeat it several times each day, sometimes out loud, and sometimes only in my mind.

I repeat it enough so that it becomes ingrained in my psyche, over and over, day in and day out. I am deadly serious, and I suggest you do the same.

You just never know when it’s coming, but it’s somewhere out there, biding it’s time, waiting. And it will find you my friend, because there’s no where to hide.

All you can do is really try to make each moment count. Understand that tomorrow is not a given, and you’d better be fucking grateful for what you have right now, today.

It’s a gift with a time limit.