Monday Musings on This ‘N That
I read an article in Reader’s Digest several years ago titled “The Last Times.” Pretty catchy title and it hooked me to read the article. In summary, the article was about doing things for the last time without knowing it would be the last time.
Reading about the last times one might think it would be a morbid article, like someone was going to die after they did something “for the last time.” No, the article was not that at all. Not morbid, but super sentimental. Brought a tear or two.
You didn’t know when you taught your child to tie his shoestrings that was the last time your child needed your help to tie his shoes. You didn’t know it would be the last time you’d do that.
As your child grows you do many, many things to help him learn necessary skills. When we put training wheels on the child’s bicycle, he takes off on the driveway, you walking along beside. Then one day he didn’t need you or the training wheels. You had helped your child the last time to learn to ride his bike.
When you little girl learns to swim, that skill is not programmed into her. She needs help. That’s where we parents come in. We show her how to swim—by example or by holding her afloat in the water as she moves her arms and legs. Then one day she simply gets into the water and swims. The last time we helped her in the water was literally the last time in our teaching her how to swim.
We could go on and on with examples from our years of raising our children. But we do those last time things in all areas of our lives—fun times, young times, old times, family times, friend times, and work times. We never take the time to realize that when we do things it just might be the last time.
When I think on this article, it helps me to appreciate my life and all that is in it.
“Look at everything as though you were
seeing it either for the first or last time.”
–Betty Smith, 1896-1972,
American author of A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
Till next time ... keep on smiling.