Throughout our lives, we've been told uncountable times to cherish what we have now, before we lose them. But why is it that it never falls into place? Why is it that, at every funeral, you will weep and regret as the 'I should have' and 'What if' start spilling out? The possibilities stab you as you try to live with your own remorse. We all know what's in stall for us if we don't start cherishing what we have now, but as the journey goes down we just take everything for granted again.


Have you ever wondered what you would say to your mother if you two had only one last day with each other? Of course, I believe I would be crying so badly I couldn't even speak. But tears aside, any truly heartfelt words you would wna say to her after she gave you life so many years ago?

Would you thank her for the clothes she donned you, or tell her that they weren't the brand you wanted?

Would you thank her for the food she laid on the table for you, or pout and sulk and demand for Macdonalds?

Would you thank her for paying for your education, or make a scene and cry how much you hate school?

Would you thank her for her unending patience with you, or blame her for even giving you life in the first place?


I know what I'll want to say. Being capable of delivering that final message is another issue.


We're our parents' unprofitable long-term investment.

They ask for no returns... A simple 'thank you' will do wonders.