It was a rough day today. Went to a funeral and was reminded just how short life really is. It causes me to contemplate the things I have done and things I have yet to do and makes me realize I need to get up off of my butt and do them.

I know so many people who have had cancer. Most of them thankfully have survived it but quite a few others have succumbed. I wish there was something I could do personally to help fight the war. Other than donating, volunteering, and trying to raise awareness what else can I do?

I feel so helpless against it. My heart goes out to all the people afflicted by this terrible illness.

I guess I should not be so down. I am here, I woke up this morning and the trip was a safe one. What else can I really ask for?

I guess I need to stop, take a look around, and be thankful for what I have.