I just had a dream that my parent's dog's spirit was visiting me, whining and longing to be loved and given attention.
The truth about life, is that we will regret any part of life that is imperfect when it comes our time.
The truth is that when we lose someone all those missed opportunities become real because there is no future chance to make up for them, those opportunities to serve our God in loving others. Same when we miss the opportunity to give a fetus a longer life. Same when we lose a pet. Same when, in our last moments, we are losing the chance to serve ourselves and our dreams.
So I ask, for your sake and the sake of all you care about, to take the time to love each other, to say the good or comforting or kind things or truths that all need to be said, to do the kind acts that we are given chances to do, while we still have this infinitely precious and very limited gift of time to live and use our choices for God's glory of love.
Donald R. Anderson. Aspiring writer. Amateur philosopher and amateur writer of Apologetics (i.e., the Catholic reasonings). Faith-driven kindred spirit.