Time.

I was thinking about Kari tonight, reading through some of the wall posts on her page. You were such an awesome person my friend. I just wish we would have had a little longer with you. You are missed. We love you.

Your beginning and your end are not the things that end up being what matters. It's what happened everywhere in between that made and continue to makes you who you are. Your beginning can't define you because you had nothing to do with it. It just so happened that you were there and so, you were. Your end has just as little to do with who you are, it is often out of our control. It happens almost always outside of our realm of view, making us powerless to alter it. But it's what happened in between these two points in time that make up you. The good things you did, and the good things you didn't do. The decisions you made for yourself and for others. Even if you didn't realize you were making a decision when the most important ones were made. This is what makes you who you were my friend. So we thank you for how you lived and loved. Because you loved, oh you loved. And let's not forget to those who love, true life is given. Though, let's not trick ourselves, trials do come. But the rest of your history is made substantial by how you handle these moments. So thank you for being you, even if what was in between was short for you it was lived to the fullest. And that, my friend, is more than many can say in a hundred years.

"Everything has its own time, and there is a specific time for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pull out what was planted." -Ecclesiastes 3:1-2