Way Away

Last night, on my way home from a party, my aunt was telling us a story and it went a little something like this:

Around 7-8 years ago, a terrible tragedy fell upon a family friend of mine. This person was going to a party with his family of one son and a wife. At that party they met their neighbors with whom they are close friends. Towards the end of the party, the son decided that he wanted to be dropped at home by the neighbors. The parents agreed. The neighbors left with the son 15 minutes sooner than the parents. Soon enough, the parents decided that it was time to leave too. They drove onto the freeway only to meet bumper-to-bumper traffic. They complained, they moaned, they wished they had taken the road. The deeper they drove into the freeway, the closer they got to the cause of the traffic; an accident. Soon enough, they spotted the flashing lights of an ambulance and police cars. And their neighbors' totaled car. There were two instant deaths among which was the son. He never reached the age of 21.

Do you see how important it is to always be appreciative for the things and people you have now instead of wanting something or someone new? How significant it is to never take things for granted? Because one day that one person you took for granted won't be there anymore and you'll regret not telling them you love them enough.