Nobody Warns You About the Last Time

I was looking through old photos today and realized something, nobody ever tells you when it’s the last time.

Nobody warns you about the last time you’ll walk out of your childhood home without knowing you won’t return.

Nobody tells you the last time you’ll see a friend before life quietly pulls you in different directions.

Nobody mentions the last time your parents will pick you up, tuck you in, or call you by a childhood nickname.

Life moves fast, and the “last times” often slip by unnoticed. You only realize they were the last when they’re already gone.

So take the picture. Make the phone call. Stay in the moment just a little longer.

Because one day, you’ll wish you had.