My kids took sailing lessons there. Friends have married there. I always thought it would be there.
I drive by it every day, most times never looking down the hill. Today I slowed to a crawl, and looked down the hill, and it was gone. And it isn’t coming back. I just thought it would always be there.
So many things are taken away when I’m not looking. So many memories are just that, memories-because the things and people that created those memories are gone. And they are never coming back.
I don’t think things will always be there anymore.
I need to see and appreciate what I have at this very moment, because those things too could be gone in an instant. And they could never come back.