Today I was told of the death of my dear, sweet cousin April. I shall miss her dearly. April and I were very close as children and as time passed and I moved to a far away state we went our separate ways...we grew apart but April was never very far from my thoughts and my heart. At one time I was told that April had moved to Phoenix, Arizona and was a hair dresser there. I didn't even know her married name. And that was always my excuse for not looking her up each time I was in Phoenix....I thought I would have more time. MORE TIME. More time later. I would first find out what her married name was then I would call her next time I was in Phoenix. By last year I wasn't even sure she was in Phoenix anymore and if I had taken the time to call someone I would have known that April, wasn't in Phoenix or anywhere else. April's time had run out. April had died....and April had died six years ago in a freak boating accident.
Why do we put things off until it's too late? To late to tell her that I have always had her in my thoughts and prayers....To late to tell her how much I have missed her all these years....And to late to tell her how much I love her.