While they're still here

I drove by my Great Aunt Inez’s house every single day on the way to Highland View Elementary School, where I taught at the time, some thirty years ago now. And then I would drive right past it again on my way home.

I had wonderful intentions to visit Aunt Inez.

Always. Wonderful. Intentions.

I did this for three straight months. I was always going to stop and visit her. The very next day. Always.

But life - and death - had other plans. My great aunt passed away before I ever visited her … at least while she was alive. I did attend her funeral.

One of the greatest lessons we can teach our children/grandchildren is this; visit family, friends, and loved ones - while they’re still here.

As with virtually everything we teach our children/grandchildren, there is only one way to do it right.

We must live it.