A friend and I are planning to have lunch tomorrow, “subject to life” as she cautioned in her email.

She and I have lost our mothers and are dealing with aging, failing fathers.  Some truths derive from these experiences.  One is that every plan or schedule is subject to life and what life throws at you.

Years ago, I thought I had some manner of control over my life.   Then my son was born and, shortly thereafter, my mother died. 

Only after my friend put it into words did I realize that that proviso, “subject to life,” modifies every plan anyone makes or obligation anyone undertakes. 

Because, one just never knows.  So, eat that dessert.