time awaits for no man

Two years ago today, I woke up at Rachael's to pancakes, eggs, and cryptic text messages from my mom. I eventually found out my grandmother had died.

Five days later, I broke my finger.

One year ago today, I had a game at Notre Dame, a job interview (for a kickass job I'd eventually get) and a stilted conversation with my dad.

Five days later, he died.

Now here I am, sitting in a Floridian condo, remembering them both.

Where has the time gone?

What's gonna happen five days from now?