If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.
What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.
There is always something left to love.
– Gabriel García Márquez, 1927 – 2014
To one of my favorite authors of all time, may you rest in peace.
*Image courtesy of The Paris Review