We die every day. And not just in the way John Donne taught us, with the bells ringing for us when a human is gone. There’s another way to die every day.
One of these days, I read something that broke my heart. Someone said something like this: “One day you played with your childhood friends for the last time and no one at the time noticed. It was one of those things to ruin. ” The day. In fact. We die a little every day. We lose a little life every day. I thought about it today. That’s really true. We hardly know this was the last time.
- One day you’ll be playing ball for the last time and it’ll be fun and painful and you’ll think you have to do it more often.
- But that won’t be the case.
- Whether by the knee.
- In the back or for a short time.
- That would have been his last goal.
- His last flap.
- His last laugh after a first mistake.
One day you’re going to go to the movies for the last time, is it probably after a long time without going?You’ll love to feel the pleasure of the big screen again and think about going back to it. life will continue and soon health will be very difficult. It will be much easier to see on the tablet.
One day, you will have a conversation with your loved one, fondly remembering a good time, such as a day’s trip or an extraordinary meal, and soon after something will happen that will prevent new conversations like this. flames of everyone’s love memories again?And little by little these memories can fade, do you realize this was the last conversation?Is that why you were bittersweet?
One day you’ll say goodbye to your father for the last time and you won’t be able to talk, and it won’t be talked about. It will be the same for each of your loved ones, until it is for you.
Someday you’ll be giving your last message on social media, if you knew, you wouldn’t have wasted it talking bad about someone, would you?
One day, you’ll meet a new person for the last time, and it’s probably a health care professional who will help you feel comfortable towards the end.
One day you’ll hear his last congratulations. And you’ll barely know it was the last one. I’m so happy. It would be hard to blow out the candle if you knew.
One day you’ll stain your shirt with food one last time and be angry. If you knew it was going to be your last, would you mind or order the mustard?
Someday you’ll see a new city for the last time. Would you know when you try unique things there?
One day, you will pet an animal for the last time. If you knew, would it take longer with furry ears or icy muzzles?
One day you’ll pay for your last ticket. If you knew, I’d do a little dance to celebrate.
One day you will attend your last World Cup, perhaps aware that you are unlikely to reach another.
One day you’ll leave your city one last time, and when you get back you won’t even realize you’re not leaving.
One day you’re going to rain for the last time, and stupid, are you going to worry about twenty or so who got wet, with pneumonia, with your shoe? And you will not appreciate the miracle that is the water that falls from the sky.
One day you will visit your grandmother for the last time, she will offer you a cake, it will be almost as tasty as ever, a small qualitative drop. He’ll be sad, but I hope he has at least one more visit, but he’ll be wrong.
One day you got your last vaccine and complained to your parents and you didn’t even realize you were free.
One day, you said goodbye to your classmates at school or college and they promised you that you would definitely be in touch.
One day you’ll drive for the last time, it won’t be an epic trip along the California coast, it will be a simple trip to the check-in desk, your family will tell you that you no longer drive and from then on, just a ride.
Each of your favorite foods will be eaten for the last time in the last few months, but you won’t know it was. If he had known, he would have focused more on food and less on cell phones.
One day you’ll hear one of your favorite songs for the last time, you won’t know. If you’d known, you’d have sung vigorously, wouldn’t you? It’s going to be like this with each of your favorite songs, but you won’t know.
Someday you’ll enter the sea for the last time. You’ll leave thinking you’ll get another chance. If I couldn’t find him, I could take the cold, the salt in my eyes or the hot face of the sun.
Someday you will notice the moon and the stars for the last time, surely any night you will be able to easily contemplate the universe.
One day you’ll finish reading your last book. It won’t have been a carefully selected book to be the last. Will it be a good book, but nothing memorable, or the second part of a trilogy?
Someday, you’ll fight the person you love for the last time. You may not even have a chance to reconcile. If you’d known, it would have been sweeter. Yes, I would.
One day, your heart will break for the last time, whether it’s for the news or for a loved one, you’ll think you’ll go through more, but fortunately it’ll be your last.
One day, after you leave, your name will be pronounced for the last time, perhaps by a curious great-grandson who reads an old newspaper, if you get so much. And after that, his name will no longer ring on Earth.
I think about these things and I’m like I’m dying. One day, I’ll think about these sad things for the last time. What a relief. Fortunately, there is news of a new land where there will not be so much tears in things. The rumors, brought by the good book, are that nothing will have to be there for the last time.
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