There have been a lot of things with my boys that ended up being the last time but at the time I had no idea it would be a last time for me or them. Clear as mud? Let me explain. I have no memory of when the last time I read them a story before bed or gave them a bath. If I'd known it would actually be the last time I'm positive I would have cherished and lingered in that present moment. When Jay and Nick walked off the football fields their freshman and sophomore years I had no idea it would be the last time I would see them play. When Jay walked out of school in March 2020 of his senior year I had no idea I would not get to see him graduate (thanks Covid!). Nick went his what was his last homecoming last year. He decided he didn't want to go this year and just like that my days of enjoying homecoming with my boys are over. Yesterday Mike spent his entire day under Nick's truck. Some of the time I'd find father and son together under the truck, discussing what needed to be done. I joked with Mike that one day there will be a last time of being under a truck with his son. Mike joked that would be a good thing. This morning I spontaneously took my mom to church. She was thrilled. One day there will be a last time for that too. What's my point in all this? Enjoy and live each moment because you never know when that last time will be.
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