Life and love
A few years ago, I unexpectedly received the following words of wisdom from a friend, considerably younger than me, who, in my mind, had no valid reason to be thinking about death. However, in combination with the enclosed relatively recent article from the New York Times, it reinforces a trait we all, unfortunately, fall victim to way too often – procrastination. Accordingly, I am sending the enclosed words of wisdom to family members and a few close friends.
One day a woman’s husband died, and on that clear, cold morning in the warmth of the couple’s bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn’t “anymore.” No more hugs, no special moments to celebrate together, no more calls just to chat, no more the conveyance of love by a simple, special smile.
What we care about most gets crowded out and all used up in our lives, never to return before we say “good bye.” The same fate, unfortunately, all too often awaits the three most important words of all languages the world over, “I love you.”
Children, parents and grandparents, husbands and wives and brothers and sisters, acknowledging the certainty that each day could and eventually will be our last, should treat each and every day as a catalyst and obligation to express to those we love how we feel while God affords us that opportunity. There’s no greater emotion in life than to know you’re loved or greater gift than the privilege of expressing that feeling to those you love. Reality dictates that following birth there will be a morning for each of us when we don’t wake up. The perfect ending is to let all those you love, know of your feelings while that opportunity exists.