04/09/2025
So true
A family member said something at a funeral that I’ll never forget:
“Isn’t it strange how far we’ll travel for the dead — yet how seldom we walk across the street for the living?”
It hit me hard.
I thought of the miles people drive for funerals, the flowers piled high on a casket, the words spoken in trembling voices. And then I thought of the days before that — the lonely hospital rooms, the unanswered calls, the quiet struggles no one showed up for.
We are quick to honor people when they’re gone… but slow to show up when they’re still here, still breathing, still needing us.
But what if we changed that?
What if we walked across the street with a warm meal before the fridge went empty?
What if we called just to listen before loneliness settled in?
What if we gave flowers while hands were still alive to hold them?
A supportive community doesn’t wait for funerals to show up. It shows up now.
It’s the knock at the door when you’re tired. The hug when you didn’t ask. The simple words: “I see you. You matter.”
Because at the end of the day, what people need most isn’t a crowd at their graveside.
It’s company at their kitchen table.
💡 Let’s not wait until someone is gone to remind them they were loved.
Let’s build a world where kindness isn’t delayed — it’s delivered daily.
