Life is precious, no matter it's duration life is profound.

I have a very dear friend and she is truly special. We've calmed each-others fears, we know each-others mannerisms, we've and said it was going to be okay when hearing the other hold back tears. The dynamic between us is an amazing one, backed with a pretty amazing story, but that is a post for another day.

Yesterday, we heard the terrible news of the loss of a mutual friends child. The situation completely leveled me, of all the people, a child! Tragic and nothing that can be done about it we both wept for the pain our friends are feeling. That pain must be immeasurable. A pain reserved for the deepest of sorrows. Sadly enough it's a pain my family knows but that isn't the point of this post.

This is an post about the importance of embracing the moments we have and share, being grateful for their provision, and always trying to ensure we're making the best use of them.

Time is an amazing thing, a soother of the worst of feelings, one of the most precious things we have, yet paradoxically, we always have less of.  Time changes people, their perspectives, their hearing, their understandings, their beauty, their lives. Time rules us all.

Being healthy or maybe better said, how our bodies experience time also is important. Health is something that has become very important to me, my body has changed drastically over the course of my 20s. I love the body I have now, it's the healthiest I've ever been. At my peak I was almost 60 lbs. heavier (27 kilos for you europeans or coke dealers), but something changed, I can't really describe it, but it was a total shift in my cognition and I got my act together. I can even do a stupid human trick! A one legged squat (#likeabawse)!

It's odd really, I mean, I've come as close to death as one should ever be allowed. Not many know this, but I take rat poison EVERY DAY. Warfarin as it's called is a drug that battles blood clots, of which my asshole of a body makes well due to a rare medical abnormality. Still, I have to check my blood much like a diabetic does and I have to ensure that my diet is pretty regular with respect to the consumption of dark leafy greens. This is one of those things that out of the blue, just happened. A month in the hospital and a terrible education in the american medical system later; you'd think that it would've been the thing to snap me out of my bad behaviors. Nope, it only served to kick me when I was down.

I didn't get back to appreciating time until a long time later.

Fast forward to now. Now is pretty sweet. That's something I want to say for a long time and I only hope the same for you.

If you're a parent, go home and hug really hard. If you're a kid, call mom, she worries about you, dad too. If you don't have your folks, remember how great they could be. If you didn't have great folks, go hug your friends. If you don't have friends, go start now, time's a wastin'.