Will You Pass This Way Again…

will you pass this way again   A tree lined park, a shady path, a stream – things painters illustrate, writers help us imagine, and we often take for granted.

Winding our way along such a path my husband noticed the bark of certain trees was peeling off and laying in long coils on the ground. He handed one to me and I said “Hey, I could add this to my collection of cool things in the bowl at home.” He asked if I wanted more and I said “We’ll pick up more on our way back.” We didn’t go back the same way; we didn’t pass that way again.

My mother passed away a few years ago. The last time I visited, before the aneurism ruptured and she went into the hospital, I spent a couple of precious days with her. Yet I was anxious to get back because I had a business to run. How I wish I had spent a few more days, more lingering moments. I cannot pass that way again.

A chorus from an old song says:”We have this moment to hold in our hands ~ And to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; ~ Yesterday’s gone. And tomorrow may never come. ~ But we have this moment today.”

In the rush of our days let’s not take for granted those moments, people, sunsets that may not come our way again…

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