The Things We Leave Behind
There’s a clip going around right now on TikTok that stopped me in my tracks. A young man—tough looking, outdoors type, not someone you’d expect to wear his emotions on his sleeve—starts off by saying: “I don’t really get emotional about a lot of things…” And then it hits. A simple note. A handmade cross. A few words from a friend who is no longer here. The note reads: “Hey buddy, I’m going to keep it short… don’t forget I love you. I had this made so you can hang it in your truck. When you see it, you’ll think of me.” That’s it. No long goodbye. No dramatic speech. Just a few lines… and something to remember him by. And suddenly, that tough exterior cracks. Because it always does. We All Think We Have More Time That’s the lie we live with. We think there will be another conversation. Another laugh. Another chance to say what needs to be said. But sometimes… there isn’t. And when that moment comes, all that’s left are the things people leave behind. A note. A voice message. A memo...