Life is indeed short. We never know when our time really comes. Sometimes it warns us. But most often, it takes us by crazy surprise. Today, my friend sent me a message. She lost her father last night, and didn't get to say goodbye. She's beyond devastated. I wouldn't know what to do if I were in her shoes.
I'm a coward at goodbyes. But what if goodbye is the only thing I have between now and never? Would that make me instantly strong? Would it make a difference?
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