Before it's too late

Unexpectedly, my sister died the very next day after we had another one of our petty sibling arguments. We had just reconciled after five long years of not speaking a word to one another. I'd have to think real hard to even remember what the dispute was about. If I have to think that hard, then obviously it wasn't that important to begin with, or to stay apart for that long of time. If you ask anyone who has a sibling I'm sure they will admit at one time or another they had wished they were an only child. Being an only child would make you miss not just the company, but the late night talks and just having someone to talk to.

I was five and my sister was nine, and EVERY single morning we had the repetitive routine of getting up at five A.M. to run down the stairs and give my dad a hug and kiss and tell him we loved him, and we would see him later. Seven days a week, regardless if it was a weekend or a holiday or even if we were sick in bed. Our mom raised us to say "See you later", rather than good-bye, because it didn't seem so final. That one horrific August morning was the first and only morning we did not get up to see him off, because we had stayed up unusually late the previous night. That is also the one morning I live to regret for my entire life, and I would give anything to relive that particular morning, because that was the unforeseen day my dad died. That day is one of many I wish I could go back and let him hear those seemingly small words "I love you". I needed him to hear those heartfelt words one last time.

How many times have we said "I'll do it tomorrow", or "I'll tell her tomorrow", or lastly "I'll call her tomorrow"? I can personally say my number one excuse for most things is that I don't have enough time. I wonder if it really is the time we lack, or the motivation to do what we know we should.

People automatically assume they have all the time in the world, and that the certain person knows I love them, or that I care, but people need to hear those words just to instill the feeling and quite simply just to hear those words said aloud, because that makes a huge difference and impact to their mind and heart.

Time is taken for granted because most all of us believe we have no time restraints. A majority of people wish we could take back something we've said or done, and have thought about reliving a specific moment or event. I know many of us also say "If only I had more time to correct our wrongs and make them right. Having only 24 hours in a day is the number one problem and complaint a person mentions because once again time is NOT on our side. Many times it's too late for us to do what we really want or need.

If we lived differently by utilizing every second we were blessed with then the outcome would be considerably different and more in our favor.

If we were told we would die next week, then imagine how our behavior, thoughts, actions, and attitude would change dramatically. Knowing we didn't have much more time on earth we would say the things we've been meaning to say and tell people what we've been meaning to say and most importantly we would try to right our wrongs. People would live each second to it's fullest. I'm not talking about knowing our future from a fortune teller, but just putting our last moments into perspective. Lastly, keep in mind the old saying that says " Don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today".