I was scrolling through Facebook, yes, I do that a lot but as I was scrolling, I stopped and looked at a post of a very high and fast roller-coaster wow did it look incredibly fun! As I looked at the post, I realized something that brought a tear to my eyes. I thought when was the last time I went on one? I used to love those rides!
I know it was a while ago, my kids were teens. It was our last real vacation together. I look back now realizing it was our last time together before growing and moving on. I think if I would have know that was our last one I would have relished it more. Maybe less complaining of my feet hurting or the heat and a little more enjoyment of the fact I had my teens happy to just be with me. We did enjoy the roller-coasters until the very end when we had to file out of the park with the last few remaining people as they closed for the day. With laughter filling the air as we walked to the car talking of our favorite things that happened or even at the long lines we waited in. We all had fun but didn’t realize it for what it was. For me it was the last time to ride on a roller-coaster and for my kids it was the last of their carefree childhood
But
That’s just it we all have our last times, we all have the last hug or hand holding, the last time to tuck a little one in. The last time we see or kiss a loved one. The last day of work, or favorite pass time or maybe the last time we get to enjoy eating a favorite dish. It is never marked with fireworks or a goodbye party, instead it is always done in such a quiet way you didn’t know it was the last time until looking back.
Maybe because our last times are always in such a quiet way, we should make the most of each small little thing we do every day because you never know if it is your last time. The passage in Psalms says it best.
Psalm 90:10&12 (NIV translation)
10) Our days may come to seventy years,
or eighty, if our strength endures.
yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow,
for they quickly pass, and we fly away.
12) Teach us to number our days,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
As usual you have written what we all feel when we take the time to listen retrospectively . This being my birthday I’ve had many days to do just that. With being sick an URI I’ve spent a lot of time with myself thinking of all the last times I had with my girls. Some wonderful some not so…. but each one cherished in their way. I also thought on all the firsts I have had! First time holding each one and first time I was called Mama. I could go on and on but this is comment not an article😄.Your reference to the Psalm hits the nail on the head.Love you.
Thank you so much for your kind words and that this helped you.