Don't get mad. I didn't. Like I said, I know her enough that I know that she didn't intend any malice.
To be quite honest, it made me think.
After I had recuperated from my surgeries, I got caught up with life again. Teaching the kids, taking care of things around the house, driving the kids to different activities, serving at church, getting mad at little things that are so frivolous that it's embarrassing, thinking about my thinning hair... life.
I started to forget. To forget that I really don't know about tomorrow. That I need to live each day purposefully. That I need to invest in the things that really matter: my relationship with God, my family, those that I love...
Maybe I needed that kick in the behind to remind me?