Five years ago this month, my former boss passed away. His passing helped me to learn that sometimes you lose people when you just aren't expecting it, and so you should cherish every single day.
Last week, I had actually been pondering the anniversary of my boss's death a few hours before I got the call that my cousin, Paul passed away very suddenly and very unexpectedly. His funeral was on Tuesday, and I spent the day surrounded by my family, passing Owen around as a way to add a little bit of happiness into what was a ridiculously terrible day. As I sat there, I looked around at my cousins, aunts and uncles and thought about how happy I was to have them. Paul's death was preventable, and I know that in a heartbeat any of those people would have stopped it if they had known that they could have. I know I certainly would have.
I am going to miss Paul like you would not believe, but his death has made me stop and think about my family and how incredibly happy I am to be a part of it. There are people out there who hate their families, and I cannot understand this. Mine rocks.
So, this thanksgiving is for you, my cousins, my grandmother, my aunts and my uncles. I love you guys, and I'm there for you, if you find that you need me. Please don't forget it.
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