Gone too soon

I lost my high school classmate a month ago to muscular dystrophy. The thought of it still seems surreal. I remember telling a fellow classmate, this is the beginning of age truly catching up with us and I said this with fear. 

If anything, his passing has really taught me to make the most of the time I still have. Waking up everyday and loving those around us while we can, are the blessing we take for granted. Striving to be the most we can in our relationships, our commitments, our careers...grabbing opportunities for growth, taking risks and never letting life get the best of us. That's the strength his death has given me. We owe it to ourselves, while we still have breath in us. 

To Albert, your legacy lives on. You will always be remembered.