Last week, My uncle died unexpectedly of a heart attack at the young age of 55. He was a high school football coach for over two decades and was a middle school basketball coach for one. He loved the game but loved his family and God even more and I could go on and on about the memories I have shared with him. I try to not simply his life into a few short sentences written in an obituary because he was and is so much more than that.
Over the last week or so, I have often found myself questioning God's plan. Why would he take away someone's uncle, someone's dad, someone's coach? Truth be told, I don't think we will ever know why, but one thing I know for sure is that he lived every second of his life to the fullest, and instead of wallowing in sadness and grieving over his death, I should go out and live life and I encourage others to do the same.
My uncle's death made me go in and reevaluate my own life and made me seriously think about If I am living life to the fullest and what could be written about me within the tiny lines of an obituary. I realized that I needed to make some changes in my own life. I needed to stop being such a "recluse" and go out and make meaningful relationships. I need to get involved and follow my passions, as well as stay humble and grow closer to God and my family.
Death is a sorrowful thing and, don't get me wrong, I grieved for a long time, but it also opened my eyes to some lessons I needed to hear, and I hope now to live my life truly to the fullest.
