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 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?