Life is precious.  The people around you that love you, that do the small things that sometimes you may overlook, really add that extra little spice.  We may not know it (as we probably don't), but without those little additives, our souffle that our life is would just soften up and sink. 

Over the last couple of days, I've spent a lot of time hanging out with one of my buddies who just had his mother pass away.  With enough lamenting and reminiscing, one can't help but think about an imminent possibility.  It's truly saddening that it takes something of this magnitude to realize life's lessons and sort out one's priorities but I guess, it's what makes us humans. 

The language of our love varies from one individual to another, but all we can do is take the time to patiently learn, understand and listen.  I have been blessed with a mother that has been selfless throughout her trials in the recent years and I know deep in my heart, she lives on for us.  A mother's love is stronger than anything known to man and I can attest to that. 

I've been flying back and forth quite a bit and of course, after all this, it's more than worth it.  Now, only if I could just start to organize the family's move and get going with sorting and throwing things away.  It'll be a lot of work, but I'm sure by Halloween it'll be what I've been imagining since the beginning of this whole summer mess. 

I love you mom.