Some recent news of a very sick relative has reminded me again of the preciousness of time.
None of us know how long we have.
The plans we make are merely plans.
‘If time allows it’ is the caveat on everything we plan.
I have sensed lately that my time with my son has not been precious as it has been in the past. He is growing up so fast. And so much is going through his mind that I have no idea about.
If I fail with him, I have failed. Nothing else will matter much.