Early Monday morning I received news that a cousin’s life had been cut short just hours before.
I cannot fathom the amount of grief his family feels at this time.
My heart goes out to them and prayers are sent up hoping to bring them some kind of comfort and a peacefulness that only God can administer.
His work kept him traveling for a major portion of his time, but I understand he was recently able to stop in and visit with his mother and sisters for a few days.
And for that, I know they are eternally grateful.
My own brother, who had not spoken to this cousin in several years, actually had a phone converstation with him the day before my brother went in the hospital.
Our days, hours, moments are not promised, so tell someone you love just how you feel, before it’s too late.
There may not be a tomorrow.
Cousin, you may be gone, but you will never be forgotten!
And family, know that you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Peace be with you!