I was watching a movie the other night where a father passed away, and the four children and their mom were left behind to mourn. They had lost contact with each other over the past few years, and were brought together by their father’s death. None of them really missed having regular contact with their dad while he was living because they were all busy with their own lives. They didn’t miss each other either. But in the week of the funeral, they all slowly realized how important each one is to the other. They realized how much they missed each other despite their qualms. This got me wondering: Does someone have to die for us to realize that we are all connected and important to each other?