In 2009 I had grown sick of my mom n brother intentionally "self-isolating," from Grandma n Grandpa; simply never taking the time to be proactive and touch base-staying isolated and "separate," from the rest of the family. After concerted effort, me and uncle Chris got them to come to Thanksgiving and Christmas; which it turned out was greatly rewarding to mom and Luke,(brother,) as well as the grandparents. They hadn't been present at a family holiday in 10+ years. The following year on Dec. 18th, Grandma went to be with Jesus; and at 8 AM on Christmas morning, (the same year,) Grandpa went "home," too. Imagine the deliverance they unknowingly received from the torment it would have been had they never reunited and stayed distanced from G'ma & G'pa; had they passed without mom n Luke seeing them again it would have been crushing I'm sure. Then in 2015 I moved back to my hometown, saw mom for the first time in 2 years; and within months she passed away too. I was obviously hurt by the loss, but I found it a blessing that I got to see her again before she also went to be with Jesus. These simple things became miracles simply because the effort was made; and greatly helped provide a measure of solace in the face of tragedy.
Life is a precious and fragile thing folks; family, relationship, and friendship are blessings well beyond measurable value. Let us not put things off until we find ourselves at the moment of "too late," and burdened with a lifetime of regret; dwelling on the "I should have's," and "Why didn't I's?" There are three types of people in this world: Those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who sit there after the fact wondering what the heck just happened. There are seasons when we must take to "the offensive," take initiative, be proactive, and make things happen. Otherwise we will find ourselves after the fact, on the outside looking in, wondering what the heck just happened and regretting our inaction.
Thanks and God Bless!