It’s hard to remember the last time I played catch with my dad. And I don’t know when my last blog post will be either. I just know someday it will be over too.
Because everything ends.
The point is that one day will come, and it will be the last time we do something. The thing is, most of the time, we don’t know when something will be the last time.
We don’t always get a goodbye. In fact, it might be a privilege to get one.
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