I can’t get a song out of my head — “Last Time for Everything” by Brad Paisley.
Last call, last chance
Last song, last dance
Sometimes you just don’t know when that’s gonna be
Yesterday I heard it and thought about all “the lasts.” The lyrics remind me how special each stage of life is, and how important it is not to take those moments for granted.
When my daughter Talee was in preschool, she brought home an adorable art project that brought tears to my eyes then, and even more-so now. Her little yellow handprints were painted on a green spongy mat. She decorated it with buttons and stickers, placed every which-way.
In the corner of her masterpiece is a poem that the teacher printed out:
Sometimes you get discouraged because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints on furniture and walls.
But every day I’m growing…
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