I was up early Thursday morning, with Jen, in preparation for the 7 am arrival of the electrician coming to upgrade our electrical panel from 100 amps to 200 amps and the installation of an external port for EV charging. Tommy's very happy of course, and I'm glad to be upgrading the house from its original hardware. It's long overdue. The work went relatively smoothly, all was done in time for the GNO I was hosting at the house. Jen left mid-day for her girls' weekend in Capitola. GNO was awesome, with some deep conversation related to Brian's father's recent passing and our outlooks on mortality. Scottie's managing but missing Jen, and so am I. I've had a low-key day today, mostly at home sans a dog-walk and a later walk to meet JS for coffee. I did put some time into picking up the garage, slightly. I was reminded today, on my walk back from coffee, about last night's mortality discussions when I came across the memorial for a woman who was struck in a crosswalk Sunday. It was early evening. She was walking with her daughter and their dog. They used the crosswalk. A driver ran the red light killing the woman and the dog, while the daughter survived. I can't say how many times I've crossed that crosswalk and others, and as unlikely as it is, it does happen. We can be here one day and gone the same, in an instant. It's for that reason that I am continuing to strive to be grateful for all I have and to start making more conscious efforts to enjoy whatever time I have left. Hopefully, decades of a healthy life lie ahead, but that's something that woman might have been assuming Sunday while walking her daughter and dog before they were struck. The only moment we're guaranteed is the one occurring right now. Make the most of it.
