During the last shut down in California, the Pandemic became real for me.  What I mean by this is I had seen it in the news, but had not know anyone personally who was touched by it.  However in January, an Uncle whom I had a fondness of passed from COVID complications.  Then, last week I had another Uncle pass, his death was of natural causes, nonetheless, it really brings to light that I too am aging.  Now, the sudden passing of my cousin who was younger and healthier than I am, has the shortness of life echoing in my mind.  These recent events have me wondering, how much longer am I going to limit the Universe?  How much longer will I deny It from fulfilling Itself through me, as me?