Tell someone you love them today.
Consider if today was the last day of your life and you never took the chance to tell someone that you loved them; either as a friend or more romantically.
You don’t have to do it here, but don’t be afraid. Tell someone you love them today. You never know when it may be too late.
I hope you don’t mind, Euty, if I expand on your suggestion.
We all have people in our lives that we take for granted but who are not close enough to be “loved ones”. Take a moment to let them know that you appreciate the little ways in which they make your life easier or more pleasant. Not only will they appreciate it, but it’ll make you feel good, too.
Thanks, Euty, for the reminder.
That just made my morning, Euty.
Is the anniversary today?
No. March 2nd. But some things can’t wait.
Let me start by saying I am not a Christian, though I honor and respect all those who live by the words of Jesus Christ. I am most certainly NOT a Catholic. But my husband went to Notre Dame, and we get the Notre Dame Magazine in the mail. Last year sometime, there was an story which included a “new” way to pray the rosary that I thought was really beautiful. I actually made my own “rosary” out of Tibetian prayer beads and a God/Goddess pendant.
In the story, Jesus comes to the protagonist in his time of doubt and they have a conversation. Finally, Jesus asks if he has a rosary, and the protag. says he thinks there’s a dusty one in the drawer somewhere, to which Jesus replies:
Here’s the whole story, if you want to read it.
I think it’s time to dig out my own dusty not-quite-a-rosary and do some meditations. And then, perhaps, I can find the courage to tell those I consider with my beads how much I love them.
Thanks, Euty, for the reminder. You’re on one of my beads.
To paraphase Joan Baez in her book “Daybreak”: Look at everone as if it’s their last day on earth because it could very well be. This will give you the opportunity to see people for what they are and to love them.
It’s coming up on the anniversary of a loss for me, so I’m just going to reinforce Euty’s suggestion. On Christmas Day five years ago, one of my friends stopped over just as the family was sitting down to dinner. She was dropping off a box of chocolates for me, but, totally out of character for her, she also grabbed me in a sudden bear hug and told me that I was a terrific friend and that she was so blessed to have me. I was completely taken aback, and slightly embarrassed - she and I were close, but neither of us very demonstrative about it. I patted her back and told her that I loved her, too. Four days later, her husband called me to tell me she’d had a massive aneurysm and died. She was 42. Had she not broken character, I would never have told her how much she meant to me.
Do it now.
I’m sorry to hear that, LifeOnWry. You never know when someone you know, whether or not that person was close, will be gone forever. So, tell someone how special he/she is to you because he/she might not be here tomorrow.
My condolences to those of you who have lost someone. This thread is a good reminder. Don’t take it for granted that the people you care about know how you feel. Sometimes people underestimate the impact they’ve had on others.
I called my father on the phone just a few hours before he died, and I didn’t know it would be the last time I ever spoke to him. Thankfully, I did get a chance to say I loved him during that final conversation and I consider that a great blessing.
Damn right. I decided this morning after reading this thread that it didn’t matter if we were late to Nana’s house, because my kids wanted to cuddle.
I finally heard that damn country song the other night- Live Like You Were Dying by Tim McGraw, written after he lost his dad, Tug. Crying on the freeway, nothing like it.
In fact, I just did it yesterday. She just laughed and said no. Oh well, that’s two down. Life goes on…
I love all 49,732 of you, here on the SDMB.
On what turned out to be the last day of my father’s life I was supposed to visit him in the hospital with my mom. Things were going badly at home, I had a lot of things to do, and just before we were supposed to leave the baby had to be changed, again. I almost called Mom and told her we’d come the next day. I will always be thankful that I listened to the little voice in my head saying do it now.
And, having learned that, we took the girls to see my mom shortly after she went into hospice. Again, not the best day to go, but the phone call came the next evening.
I’m not a big Garth Brooks fan, but “If tomorrow never comes, will she know how much I love her?”
I think I need to send a couple of emails now.
Even in this more enlightened age, Society still makes it hard for straight men to say this to each other.
But, if you have a friend that means the world to you, that has become your brother because of the love and affection that you share, say it. SAY IT! It won’t make you gay. A friendship is indeed a love. As Euty pointed out, it doesn’t have to be a romantic love. Sometimes, the strong bonds of friendship wil supercede even family and romantic love.
If you have a dear friend, tell them they are. Find a way. You won’t regret it.
I’m very thankful I got to tell Lucas. And then he died. We had his memorial today (had to wait for overseas and out of state family). And it was if everyone had read Euty’s OP. Because everyone there made it a point to say it today. I have never heard those words uttered so many times by so many people in such a short time.
Whoever it is, whoever you are, just say it.
Euty, my heart goes out to you, and for you to have posted this thread is so especially meaningful. Thank you.
For reasons that are particularly meaningful to me and to two of my sons-in-spirit, let me link to a song that quite literally changed my life (it was part of what gave me them): The Living Years.
One year my aunt distributed beautiful handmade quilted Christmas tree skirts to the whole family. In April. APRIL! What the . . . ?
A few weeks later she dropped dead of a brain aneurysm.
When she got tired of putting up a tree, my mother gave me all of the Christmas stuff. I’ve replaced and updated some of it to fit my own tastes, but I will never buy a new tree skirt because the one I have is much too valuable.
Oy vey. If I go through with it and follow Euty’s instructions, heaven help me if I get the same response.
About a week ago I sent an email to a Doper telling her how much I liked her posting, blah, blah, blah, etc. Not “love”, just appreciation, but I think it fits under this topic. It was the first time I’d ever sent an email like that, but this year Thanksgiving got to me.
She never replied, so I’m not sure if she thinks I’m a fruitcake or if she never received it…
Oh well. At least I know I tried.