August 27, 2013
Today I remembered the last time I saw my grandaunt before she died. This was 2004. We have no way of knowing when someone will leave, when the last moment or chance would be to spend together, what words should be spoken, what should be done, because we can't know these things. So if someone dies tomorrow, and you spent your last moment with that person in a way that you thought was not so loving, would you let it haunt you for the rest of your life? Or would you just choose to believe you can have another chance?