Life

is something alot of us take for granted. We're all just as guilty as the guy we sit next to on the bus or at lunch or see walking down the street. We all have our great days on which it seems nothing can bring you down& you are on a cloud. But on your bad days when all you want is to die; think twice. Last Thursday my best friend for 5 years' grandma passed away and its really starting to make me think. I'm attending her funeral tomorrow and my friend and her family are really having a rough time with this. I've been thinking about it too. The last time I remember attending a funeral before this was for my own grandmother and it just kind of makes me think about life; really look at it. I don't want to spend all my life saying that I'll get ready for college later or that I'll just talk to that friend that I haven't talked to in months tomorrow and just keep putting it off. Its not a habit that I'm one to like to get in. I think everyone should start small and just work their way to realizing how great life is& maybe someday we'll all accept the miracle that our father gave to us.