Mar 27, 2015

If Tomorrow Never Comes-

This morning in the paper I ran across an obituary for a young man about my oldest sons age.  He died in a car accident.  Then it hit me:  
 We never really know when our last time with those we love will be. 
  I took a moment to reflect on my last moments spent with my children and husband.  What did I say to them?  What was my mannerism?   Was I kind and happy and smiling?   Did I take the time to hug and kiss them? Did I tell them how much I love them and how proud I am of them? 
 This really hit home to me.
 From this moment on, I am going to consciously try my best to do these things - to make every moment with my loved ones count.  
 I never know when it may be my last, and I don't want any regrets.