Borrowed Time

Today I learned of the death of a person I knew in school. Married, like me. 33, like me. Wife expecting, like me.

Who knows how short life will be? The time that we have around here is just a gift.

REMEMBER me when I am gone away,  
Gone far away into the silent land;  
When you can no more hold me by the hand,  
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.  
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:  
Only remember me; you understand  
It will be late to counsel then or pray.  
Yet if you should forget me for a while  
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave  
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,  
Better by far you should forget and smile  
Than that you should remember and be sad.
- Christina Rossetti, "Remember"