We Are All Connected

We are young and old, energetic and tired, happy and sad.
And we are all connected.

We are aunts and uncles, fathers and sons, mothers and daughters.
And we are all connected.

We are married and divorced, newlyweds and old married couples, together and estranged.
And we are all connected.

We are friends and neighbors, management and workers, partners and associates.
And we are all connected.

We are competitors, opponents, and members of a team.
And we are all connected.

And when we die...

We are all alone.


My grand-nephew, Danny, was 20 years old. A tall, bushy haired, lanky kid who loved to play golf, drive around in his truck, work and play like any of us did when we were that age. He was just starting out as an adult, finding a place for himself in Tennessee with a new job and friends.

And early that Sunday morning, he lost control of his truck, just for a second, enough to go off the pavement and then back on, too quickly, the truck rolled over and hit a tree, and now Danny is all alone.

And his family mourns him.