A little boy was playing fetch with his dog when suddenly the stick he was throwing fell into a deep deep hole. As much as the tenacious dog tried there was no way found to retrieve the desired limb. Though he dug, growled, mashed his nose in the ground, and barked loudly, the stick was gone. The game was over, and there was never to be an opportunity like that one again. The stick was irretrievable, and now either the game would stop or a new stick had to be found.
Some things in life are like that stick, irretrievable. Though a person beg, cry, hope, wish, and pray, there is just no chance to get back that which one used to have. Sometimes it is money, and other times it is a job. Sometimes it is a relationship, and other times it pertains to health. Unfortunately there is not a rewind button where a person gets a second chance at some things, and the loss is only to be suffered, and the memories are all that are left.
Donna knew this. Her words when diagnosed with pancreatic cancer were, “I thought I would have more time. There was so much more I wanted to do.” Henry said, “I knew I should have been a better husband to her, and now she's gone.” Sally said, “I should have been there more for my children. Now they don't even speak to me.” These are just a few of the irretrievables, and those who know them, know them well.
There is one good aspect to that which cannot be retrieved. The memories and pain of those losses can help motivate a person toward the actions of this day. Sticks are still being thrown, and they are not in deep holes yet. The game is different now, but there are new opportunities, and those who take advantage of them will find that which is irretrievable to be mostly a thing of the past.
Until tomorrow...Why Say More?
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