You never know when it’s going to be the last time. The last time you hugged, laughed together, kissed, shared a meal or reminisced about the good ol’ days.
Our time on this planet and with each other has always been finite. There will always be an endpoint. A last time. For everything.
The reality of this is hitting some people hard during this pandemic. Many people avoid facing that reality most of their lives. Many of us go through life as if we will live forever. We put off things we want to do, convinced there will always be enough time. But the truth is, every second that passes is another second closer to the end.
Don’t waste time sweating the small stuff. Say you’re sorry. Forgive and move on.
When I was in college, my college bestie found out that her childhood friend had died unexpectedly. Years before, they had had a falling out and hadn’t spoken since. My friend was devastated. She regretted not reaching out and making amends when she had the chance.
I didn’t know how to comfort her and seeing her in so much pain made me sad. Then I got to thinking about who I would be crying for if I heard they passed before I reached back out.
A few years before all this, I had had an argument with a really good friend. We hadn’t had any contact since. Seeing my college friend regretting letting a stupid argument keep her from her friend all these years prompted me to reach out. To make amends and move on from the bullshit before it was too late.
I’m so grateful I did. This girl had been such a great friend for years and we let our egos keep us apart. When we connected again, it was like no time had passed. The sign of a true friendship.
When I first moved away for college, I had serious Grandma withdrawals. She had been the person I always turned to when things got rough and now she was hours away from me. I remember the day I moved into the dorm. We had unloaded everything and my mom and my Grandma were about to leave. My Grandma said goodbye fighting back tears. In the moment, I didn’t realize how upset I was about seeing her go. Then when I was alone in my dorm room, reality set in. So many things can happen at any time. I began to be afraid that I had just said goodbye for the last time. I remember sitting there thinking, “I wish I had hugged her longer.”
That fear of seeing her for the last time has never left me. Every time I go home to visit, I cry alone in my car for a good portion of my drive back. Always terrified that was the last time I get to hug her. Right before the pandemic hit the U.S., she went on a vacation with some members of my family. She wanted me to meet up with her. To stay a few nights with them. But I didn’t go. She asked me to go several times and I still didn’t go. And although I talk to her every single day, like I always have, I can’t verbalize the regret I feel. The self-loathing for letting that opportunity pass by.
Are there relationships you want to fix? Someone you want to spend more time with or get to know better? Is there a relationship you have been wanting to start? NOW IS THE TIME!
Don’t waste another second! Reach out. Make those connections before the opportunity is taken away. We never know when it will be the last time…
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