"Focus on today and look forward to tomorrow, but remember, tomorrow is not promised."
A 68 year old neighbor, who lives 4 houses away, seemed to be sleeping late so his wife left the home quietly yesterday morning to run some errands.
After returning home at 10 am she went to check on him and he was dead.
There was no suspicion of foul play.
His family is grieving but he actually had the perfect death-at home, in his own bed and while he slept.
I wonder what he was thinking about just before drifting off to sleep.
I suspect most of us think about the same thing: family related stuff.
If I wake up in the morning I'll try to have a great day.
It's always possible that it could be my last.