One
day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the
warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning
that sometimes there isn't "anymore." No more hugs, no more special
moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no
more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all
used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, say
"I love you."
So
while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's
broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage.....And old
cars... And children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and
aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it,
because we are worth it.
Some
things we keep - like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law
after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter
what.
Life
is important, like people we know who are special.. And so, we keep
them close!
I
received this from someone who thought I was a 'keeper'! Then I sent it
to the people I think of in the same way... Now it's your turn to send
this to all those people who are "keepers" in your life, including the
person who sent it, if you feel that way. Suppose one morning you never
wake up, do all your friends know you love them?
I was
thinking...I could die today, tomorrow or next week, and I wondered if I
had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that needed rekindling
or three words needing to be said.
Let
every one of your friends know you love them. Even if you think they
don't love you back, you would be amazed at what those three little
words and a smile can do. And just in case I'm gone tomorrow.
I
LOVE YA!!!
Live
today because tomorrow is not promised.
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