I attended a memorial service the other day. I sat in the back thinking about how life is very precious and life is so extremely short. I wept. Don’t we all think about this when we are faced with death? There is the one quote that kept going through my mind, over and over.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”