The Tomorrow That Never Was

I was lucky to have a last day with my father before he passed away. I hope others are able to do the same. Regret is terrible.



Why will people go to others funeral to honor them but ignore or take them for granted while they were alive?

NOT telling them they were loved.

NOT congratulating them on their accomplishments.

NOT thanking them for their thoughtfulness, their help in time of need.

Why is this?

Why does it take death for us to value others?

There is a scene from the movie Hope Floats that speaks to this. Gina Rowlands’s character (mother) is speaking to Sandra Bullock’s character (daughter).

Do you think life goes on forever? That behind every chance is another one and one. It’s the worst kind of extravagance the way you spend your chances? (Hope Floats)

Like young children, we convince ourselves that life will go on forever. Somehow death will be delayed until we are ready.

But few are ever ready. Even us Christians who know we will see our Christian loved ones…

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Autistic woman in her 40s, bringing attention to issues that affect her and her kind.

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