Life goes by fast- enjoy the small stuff

We lost our son to a heart atack a year and a half ago, he was 51. One moment he was washing his car in my driveway and the next he went down never to get up again. It's always a good sign to wake up on this side of the grass but you never know when it will be your last wake up. Enjoy the people around you, enjoy being alive and don't sweat the small stuff. Life is too short to be a grouch.