Everytime this week that I have started to whine or complain, I stop. I am blessed to wash these dishes. I am honored to clean this house. You know what I am trying to say, don't you? That just one day all these mundane tasks that we complain about will not get done. I have a dear friend that this very night her family surrounds her and they wait for her life to end. They don't want it too. She doesn't want to leave. She wants to get up and do the same old things she always did.......but that will be no more. Please remember them tonight and in the upcoming days. This will be the hardest thing that they have faced. Life without a mother, a wife, a sister, a friend. Yet, life will go on.