On what was a completely normal Sunday yesterday, feeling perfectly fine, my uncle Mike took the garbage out for his wife, and then walked into the bathroom. Then he fell to the ground, dead.
This was the quote for today for my morning offering, and it couldn't be more true:
"Act as if everyday were the last of your life, and each action the last you perform."
— St. Alphonsus Liguori
Because it very well could be.
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