Life passing before my eyes

It seems like yesterday I joined the Air force, and waved good-bye to my parents as I ventured off to start my new life. I met my husband 6 months later and was married, and had our first daughter 2 months before our second anniversary. I look out my window and see the clouds moving, and old people walking hand in hand, and I wonder if their life passed as quickly for them as mine is for me. What they say about life being short is really a safe assumption in this age. I heard on the radio this morning that two newly graduated high school girls died in a car crash along Hwy 65. They just graduated at the beginning of this month. I watch the television and see how babies are dying from diseases that we can't cure. I see young people over-dosing on one type of party drug or another, and the reason behind the event remains elusive to most of us. How can I grab my life by the horns, when all I want to do is wrap those arms around the people I love. As tragedy strikes everyday, to a new family, a new set of friends, and a new community; the question always remains: Why? What significant fact made them the ones that were marked as dead? How can we brace what we have, when we never know how long we will have it? I can only speak from experience, that the death of the closes thing to you will only make you realize just how precious this lifetime of greatness holds in the eyes of each individual.