On Monday we went to the memorial and wake for the daughter of friends… a 2-month-old who died of heart failure last week. It has been heart-wrenching, and Bri and I have grieved deeply.
At her wake, Baby G’s father stood to toast. Arm wrapped around his wife who held their other daughter of 2 years, he said, “Go home and tell your children they are wonderful. Tell them every day.”
I looked across the table at my Brian and saw the tears which mirrored my own. We must never forget to hold them loosely. And we must never forget to tell them we love them. And we must never forget to give them back to God every day. And we must never forget to tell them how wonderful they are.
As I looked at my Bri, I realized again how he needs to hear it. And my parents need to hear it. And my family members need to hear it. And my friends need to hear it. They all need to hear how important and special and loved they are.
So all I want to ask today is this.
Have you told them today?
Have you told your loved ones how wonderful they are?
Please don’t wait until tomorrow.