When my dad passed away, I was only 15. It opened my eyes to realize that life is too short. Anything can happen. And it is just pointless to spend time hating one other, dwelling on the mistakes, and worrying about all the little things that aren’t important in the long run. What is important is that you love one another and appreciate every single moment you have. It’s more important to spend energy being happy and saying I love you as much as you can, because one day you won’t be able to. I promised myself that I would cherish every moment I have with the ones I love, and I would never take another moment for granted.