Chapecoense, a first division Brazilian soccer team was flying on a chartered plane on their way to play in the Copa Sudamericana finals when the plane crashed and killed 71 of the 81 passengers, Nov. 28.

Something so random and rare happened to an extremely successful, professional soccer team during their fairy-tale season.

After 44 years, Chapecoense finally earned their way to the top division in 2014. Currently, the team is ninth in a 20-team league with one game left in the season.

This isn’t the first story I’ve heard about a team in a plane crash: the Manchester United soccer team was in a plane crash in 1958, and the Wichita State University football team and the Marshall University football team were in separate plane crashes in 1970.

Every single one of these stories spoke to me, but after so many, the message gets too loud.

I can never waste a moment; it may be my last one with someone.

I’m going to laugh as much as I can with my family.

I’m done wasting time arguing with my little brother about who has to take the trash out when I could be laughing with him about our little sister always finding a way to get out of it.

I’m done sitting with my friends on our phones talking about the latest stories on Snapchat. We should be dancing to Hannah Montana’s “Best of Both Worlds” in our pajamas, using our hair brushes as our microphones.

I’m done putting schoolwork before people. Chances to eat my favorite mint ice cream from Silky’s while sitting in the trunk with my boyfriend, watching cars pass by are far fewer than the Geometry worksheets awaiting me.

Sorry, Mom and Dad, but no homework assignment is more important than happily living my life.

I’m going to spend the last of my money on that bath bomb from Lush because some days I simply need to sit in a tub of hot water and relax from the constant chaos in my life. I used my last $8,  but in return I got enjoyable time to myself.

I’m going to take pictures of every moment I am happy and make a wish on 11:11 because there is no time to be anything but happy.

If I remember every day that somebody I love can die at any given moment, I will love them more passionately, openly and without fear–not because there is nothing to lose but because everything can always be lost.