When we loose someone we often make promises that we are going to be better people and treat eachother better. We vow to always say, "I love you," to not go to bed angry, to listen to others, to love unconditionally, and to be there for one another. However, life sets in and we get comfortable. We start taking advantage of what we have and forgetting about what we have lost.
We think we have all the time in the world. We brush things off and say, "eh all call them tomorrow...no big deal"...or better yet when we exchange words we say, "oh well they'll get over it!" No one knows when our last kiss good night will be, when we will have that last embrace, or when we will say goodbye for the last time.
Life is precious and time with loved ones is not promised. We can be here one day and gone the next. There is no warning signal, no phone call, text, or notification on our phone to let us know that it is our time is up. Bucket lists are left unfinished, words left unspoken, forgiveness not granted, and sympathy not shared.
Everyone is hustling to stay connected via text, social media, email, ect. We receive hundreds of messages and cues to stay in touch.
