It doesn’t matter how many times you do a thing, there will come a day when you do it for the last time.
There will be the last time your daughter asks you to carry her. The last time your son wants you to play trucks on the floor with him. The last chance to have that tough conversation with someone important to you.
And the hardest part is, when that moment passes, you won’t realize it was the last. It will feel like all the times before.
Make each moment count, y’all. It’s later than you think.