(Reflecting)--As I approach my twilight years, I am struck by the inevitability that the party must end soon. And one clear, cold morning after I'm gone, my loved ones will awaken in the warmth of their bedroom and be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't "anymore." No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never
...to return before we can say good-bye, or say "I love you." So while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage, and old cars, and children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, and because we are worth it. Some things we keep, like a best friend who moved away or a son-in-law after a divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what. Life is important, like people we know who are special. And so, we keep them close! Suppose one morning you never wake up, do all your friends know how you really feel? The important thing is to let every one of your friends know your true feelings, even if you think they don't love you back.
