Back again.

Hi everyone. Long time, I know. (Rub it in). I was telling my Mom just this morning that I probably haven't written in so long because so much time has gone by since my last entry that trying to catch everyone up is overwhelming.
But I find myself here today feeling the need to at least reach out to those of you so far away due to a passing of a high school classmate. And I hate that sometimes it takes those life altering events to do so, but I'm here, my amazing family and friends are here and I find myself just simply thankful. For you. For the crappy weather Korea is giving us today. For the snorts my pug lets out when she's dreaming. For the warm socks I cover my cold feet with. For Josh getting home from the field a day early. For the ability to clean the ridiculous amounts of sliding doors we have in our apartment. I'm here. I'm thankful.
Eddie Schwan was a kid who, on occasion, made fun of me, but for some reason, I had a crush on him. Charismatic, Eddie. Funny Eddie, with the adorable dimples and addictive laugh. I never knew him very well although I wanted to. 29 years-old and Eddie won't see tomorrow's sunrise or deal with people on the phone about bank statement issues. For better or for worse; whatever this life gives us, Eddie won't experience (or deal with it) ever again.
I hate getting sentimental, but please, the next time you're stuck in traffic, or your child is crying, or your husband or wife doesn't put the coaster down (as hard or as stupid as it may seem) simply find yourself in that moment and be present. You don't even have to be thankful just...be there.
The people (and animals) we surround ourselves with are who make our lives amazing. No regrets. If you can do it today; now is the time. Love you. Love the people around you. Love life. (Pat Buffham, "Lovin' life!)
We love you all. So, so very much.
May you forever smile, Eddie.