This Mortal Coil

This week I went to the funeral of a close friend.
This is the 4th funeral in the last 16 months or so.

She was 25.

She was one of the most generous people I have ever known.
She was very much about making other's happy.
A free spirit, a little bit punk rock, a little bit gangsta.
She was very much about 'fuck the system' and not focusing on material things.
She was a soldier.
She was one of those types that, even if broke, always found a way to make shit happen.
And when she did have money, she spent it on her friends.
She partied like no one I have ever known.
She was a blessing.

Take the time to realize that most of the shit we stress about in this life is petty bullshit that doesn't matter in the big picture. Take a breath. Smell the flowers. Feel the grass between your toes. Call a friend you haven't spoken to in a minute, but keep meaning to. Just live. Even if just for a fleeting moment.

Peace.

Rest in Peace Greg.
Rest in Peace Ninong.
Rest in Peace Nikki.
Rest in Peace Shauna.

To all those we have lost.
Cheers.
You will not be forgotten.
And you are dearly missed.