life is too short

Sitting here with tears in eyes and shaking head from news of a shocking loss. Three old friends and soccer sisters just lost their mother in a terrible accident. I’ve back spaced about 10 times at this point trying to write them a message and send condolences, but what the do you say besides sharing that your heart literally hurts thinking of what they must be going through? I keep wondering why these kinds of things happen to the good people. The ones that are happy and healthy and absolutely loved by their community for always being those generous, joyful, smiling people. Not fair. Simply not fair.

Ironically having a conversation today about the future of Blue Lollipop Road, when I got this news. Full-on conversation about should I keep the scholarship going, how can I raise more money, why it is so important for me to keep writing and babbling my travel stories and about life, why I want to continue honoring my lost friends and their zest for life- but how it is so much work too, and often feels like I am not doing enough or not touching enough live’s to make a difference.

This news comes in as I’m having the above specific conversation and I think- holy shit. This is why I “do” Blue Lollipop Road. I write because it helps me keep perspective, it helps me still cope with the loss of people I love even though It’s been close to 20 years. It gives me a platform to express my passions, hopes, and dreams. Blue Lollipop Road reminds me that days are short and I better do all I can to enjoy time, people, and say I love you because accidents happen and you just never know.

Today, to my hometown friends and soccer sisters who’ve just lost a most incredible woman, I am so very, very sorry. I can’t offer you much but love and hugs from afar, and maybe some kind of solace to know that all who knew her, will never forget her smiling face and sweet way. To live in our hearts forever, is not to die.

Here’s to the memories of quality time with people we love, and seizing all of our days together.