This week I attended two funerals. One of my clients had an employee who’s mother passed. The other funeral was for another client. Her husband passed early Tuesday morning. Attending the funerals was my way of saying I care. In my mind it’s a small gesture. But I realize it’s important to them.Losing a loved one is a terribly traumatic experience. The heart is broken and a hole is left in the heart. It’s an empty feeling. Sadness and pain. The only thing that seems to heal the heart is time.It really doesn’t matter how long someone lives. When death comes it’s always too early.The longer I live the faster life seems to go by.Just five short years ago my life changed forever as I welcomed my first daughter into the world. A year later my second daughter was born. There is not a moment that goes by when I’m with them that they do not hear me say, “I love you.” If nothing else, I want my daughters to know that I love them. I guess that is why I constantly tell them that I love them.So many things in life are fleeting. People I’ve learned are the most important. Living your life for others is what makes life meaningful.