One of my close relatives died today. I guess I say close but with the Covid years, and the time taken, its felt harder and harder to say that. I wish my one regret would've been to have more chances to talk more openly about the things that mattered. Less about the informal nonsense that doesn't really matter when you don't have much to say. Death is a great preacher, so I've heard. This life is short, we should all consider God in the midst of our busy-ness.