Change

The only constant is change. Mostly I’m good with change. I’m flexible, I can roll with the best of them. But sometimes it can come from nowhere and plant you on your ass. And it doesn’t have to even happen to you for you to be affected. Last week a dear friend lost her mother very unexpectedly. This isn’t going to be a long soapbox about loss…just call your momma and tell her you love her. Tell the people that matter. Say it now before they are gone.

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