Should we grieve more for one person and not another? Is a death more tragic if it is a young mother, or if it is an old spinster? Is it more sad if a child dies or if an adult dies who never really lived? Is it more tragic if a famous person or an unknown dies?
All deaths are meaningful. All deaths are sad. All deaths are different, but the same in important ways. The homeless woman’s death is just as important as the Queen’s. Death will take us all. Death is the great equalizer. It is the only guaranteed in this world.
We can pretend that death is far away. We can pretend that it will happen another day, to another person. We can pretend that we are special, but we aren’t. All of us are going to die, one way or another. Like it or not, you can’t escape it. You can’t take your toys with you. There are no guarantees of life, no do-overs. Tomorrow never comes.
Until it does. Don’t take it for granted. Take it as a gift. Don’t waste it. Every day is a new gift. Every day is another chance. Make that phone call. Write that book. Start that search for the job where you feel useful and needed and worthwhile, where you get to do what you feel called to do. Go back to school. Do whatever it takes to truly be alive, to live your own unique life.