I think we take life for granted way too much.  I know my mother isn’t perfect, yet I realize she did the best she could.  I don’t get to see her all that often; I think at this time, it has been over a year since I have spent time with her in person, but I do call her at least once a week.

But this year will be different. 

Some friends called me yesterday who asked if I would go visit their mother with them.  I said sure, why not.  You see, their mother passed away a few years ago.  They are going to put flowers on her grave and reflect on what she had done for them while she was still alive. 

So this year, I am going to wait and call till after I go with my friends to the graveyard.  Maybe now I can learn not to take those I love and care about for granted.