With this Feeling

From the very beginning, I always had this feeling. I would catch myself thinking, "Do not take this time with them for granted." I could not tell you why I thought this. The thoughts would come in random moments. Random, but they always came.


I always made it a point to hug each before bed. Once for a little with my arms above. And once for a little with my arms below.


I just KNEW to not take any of our days for granted.



And I never did.

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