My new colleague's 19-yr-old son died in a car accident two weeks ago. I had never met him. Boy am I having a hard time thinking about my own child and that the same situation is always a possibility for us, too. At any point. I don't think I need to say life is precious so celebrate it every day; experience the joy the people around you bring and let it in. Ok I just said it.

I hope, likely along with every other parent, that I never will have to go through something like that. My heart goes out to him and his family.

Thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. No, that's not the hormones, it's me - I'm pretty sappy that way. (Hallmark TV ads make me tear up, not to lessen the importance here, just to give you an example.)

Don't worry 'bout me dwelling on this aspect; I was just thinking. Thanks for listening.