A Life Unfinished

I didn’t know Dave Goldberg, CEO of SurveyMonkey, husband, and father. And I don’t know his wife, Facebook exec and Lean In author, wife ,and mother, Sheryl Sandberg for that matter. But I have been thinking about them a lot over the last few days, usually as I fall asleep at night. Goldberg died suddenly and unexpectedly in a tragic accident according to news reports. He was 47 years old. I just turned 46. (You can see where this is going.) So as I lie awake in bed now I think, “What if I don’t wake up?” My sweet husband beside me. My step daughter in the next room. The pile of books on my nightstand unread–a galley of Boss Life by NYT.com columnist Paul Downe; History of Beauty, a gift from my husband; Ghettoside: A True History of of Murder in America; and the wonderful debut novel that I’m not quite finished reading, Kitchens of the Great Midwest. Not quite finished with a lot of things actually. And I imagine Goldberg wasn’t either. So my thoughts and prayers are with him and his family right now. And admittedly some of my thoughts and prayers are with me, too: What do I want to finish? How will I spend the days I am given?