Love and mortality.

Just read a beautiful article in the New York Times: Michelle Fiordaliso's "Paralysis of the Heart." This is the part I found most moving:

I thought about the fact that eventually one of us will stand at the other’s funeral. That day will come, and no amount of list making or numbness can keep it away. I didn’t know if the moments between my sitting on his bed and a funeral were few or many. All we can do is make the moments we have matter.

I put that on my list: savor our time together. Check.

The article is about her relationship with her son, but the feelings she talks about would apply to anyone we love.