I dedicate this blog in loving memory of Buffy Velasquez.
2/15/68 - 5/30/21
Fly high my fellow falcon and watch over all you loved.
I find myself tonight with a heavy heart. Earlier today I found out that a classmate of mine passed away at the age of 53 from complications that came on after she contracted COVID-19. Her and her husband, also a classmate, have been married for 38 years. They were an example to many of the ultimate love story. Their dedication to each other and to their family spoke volumes. When I read the post that William put up this morning what impacted me the most was when he talked about the fact that even during 2020, that they had spent an amazing year camping, boating, and spending time with good company. He said these were all the things she loved the most.
Isn't that what it's really about? Spending time with people and making memories! From the time we are born our days are numbered and it isn't for us to know how many they are. Each day is a gift for us to cherish and do with as we choose. If we knew it was our last, would we choose to live that day differently? I believe we would. I would like to believe we would make decisions to be loving and kind. That we would appreciate the little things and that we would make sure that those who matter and have an impact on us knew how we feel about them.
With that being said and the fact that we never know when our time will come, isn't that reason enough to live each day secure in the fact that we have no regrets. I challenge you to start each day remembering those things and those people that you're grateful for before you head into the business of life. Remember to always say I love you and to never let the sun go down with anger in your heart. Live each day as though it may be your last.
Rest In Peace Buffy! Your spirit will live on with those whose lives you touched during your time here. May you be an ANGEL around the throne in heaven tonight.
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