You Just Never Know

by Kay Heitsch

Yesterday I stopped by a house in our neighborhood that had been sold. I knew the older man John who had lived there because I use to walk with him around the area. I thought maybe he had moved into an assisted living facility. I pulled in the driveway and asked the guy who was outside about him. According to his children, he had died in his sleep of a broken heart.

The last time I'd talked to John, he told me his wife had died. I gave him a big hug and told him how sorry I was.

I felt sad to learn that John had died, but I was happy that I had given him a BIG HUG when I left him.

You just never know when giving a person a friendly hug may be the last time.