Why do we leave things until it’s too late.

Today a friend sent me several short stories that we should all take notice of.

Today, as my father, three brothers, and two sisters stood around my mother’s hospital bed, my mother uttered her last coherent words before she died.She simply said, “I feel so loved right now. We should have gotten together like this more often.”

13 comments

  1. My Mom has been dead 23 years, my Dad 15 and there are so many questions I would love to ask them both, but alas there is nobody left who can really answer them.
    I think we all ought to write our autobiographies so that generations to come would be able to understand more about us. Once we are gone, it’s too late.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. Yes. I did realize that. I often think of you separated by the ocean from your family. So hard. I am grateful for video chats and today spend over an hour chatting with our son who is currently in Mexico City. It is not the same as a real visit but it is better than nothing!

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.