Time Will Surely Pass, By Lee & Mary Bortel
A Special Dedication to the Families of the Connecticut Sandy Hook School Shooting
When was the last time that you held me tight, wrapped in a blanket on a cold dark night?
You blinked and I was fully grown, holding a dear child of my very own.
Now her baby calls me Grandma and the cycle goes on; memories will linger long after I’m gone.
When was the last time I sat on your lap? You put me down and that was that.
When was the last time you gave me a bath and you got soaked when I made a big splash?
When was the last time you told me to clean my room, or gave me some chores and handed me a broom?
When was the last time I cried myself to sleep and you tiptoed into my room to kiss my cheek?
When was the last time you put me to bed, saying our prayers…gently rubbing my head?
When was the last time you packed my lunch; you would never again, but we hadn’t a hunch.
Why were these last times the very last? Couldn’t we find a way to make them last? Why does everything have to end? Why can’t they go on, again and again?
Everything has a last time, it’s sad but true. I simply can’t remember, tell me…can you?
Was it in the winter, spring, summer or fall? Such important moments that I cannot recall.
A mother’s love never forgets, it’s imprinted in her heart and in every breath. Let’s treat each moment as if it were the last and treasure every second for time will surely pass.
In loving memory.
God Bless America! May His peace touch us all.
Lee and Mary Bortel