People really are dying, and they are starving, they are lonely, they are cold, they are tired. My family is falling apart and I've been spending this break sulking along with them. This is not okay! I could be doing so much more. If something means something to you, you need to do something about it! And, live like you're dying. If you live like you're dying, you won't have regrets. The one real regret in my life is my relationship with my father. If I were to die tomorrow, I'd be upset about what I leave behind with him. I guess this means I'm not living like I'm dying. I guess what I mean is that I'm going to start. I won't go to bed tonight until we've had a real conversation, the first time in almost 10 years. I'm going to start.
Merry Christmas.

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