Crazy Busy

I’ve been crazy busy this week.  It’s been nonstop action morning to night.  Every day I wake up still tired from the day before.  Can’t wait until Saturday – must rest.  Can’t come soon enough. I attended the funeral yesterday of a 71-year-old man who was tragically killed last Friday.  I never met him, but I wish that I had.  He was the real deal.  The stories, the lives that he touched, the legacy that he leaves remind me that our lives really do matter.  There is power in a life well lived.