One of the things that struck me most when my father passed away, was the finiteness of life and all the opportunities we miss when we refuse to acknowledge it--mainly how we don't say today what we think we can tell someone tomorrow, and the things we don't do with people because we take for granted that we will always have one more chance.
I was reminded of this by a post over at Husbandly Touch. And it made me think...Of how often we miss the opportunities we are given. Simply because it can be so hard to express or people already know how we feel so we think there is no need to tell them again.
About a year before my dad died, he was going to take me out to dinner for my birthday. It turned out that he was to ill to go. We tried to reschedule a couple of times and I got a bit hurt and decided that he just didn't want to so I quit trying. Alpha pointed out that I should take the opportunity and make it happen while I could.
I never did. And the funny thing is? Now there's not a whole lot I wouldn't give to have a chance to do things differently.
It's so damn easy to get caught up in the drama and struggles of daily existence. And we forget that this life we have been given is not infinite, we forget that perhaps we cannot say tomorrow what we should say today, we forget that, for the similarity of our daily experiences, no one day will ever be exactly as the last, that opportunity is not endless. And we take for granted that the time we have been given will always be long enough to make up for the things we do not do or say.
Life is finite. So say it while you can, love while you have it, and live what you love.
Because nothing lasts forever.