I once read a blog post about how you never know when the “last time” is until it’s already gone.
The last time you wash their hair.
The last time you sing them a lullaby.
The last time you hold their hand as you cross the street.
It’s so true. It can be difficult to live in the moment. To accept that the most mundane things in life often end up being the most precious and treasured in hindsight.
Those moments that you laid around with your high school best friend bored out of your mind just listening to the radio. You never would have thought that that moment would be something you would one day look back on so fondly that it brings a tear to your eye.
Most of the time, those days end up behind us because life simply trudges on and seasons change. You don’t brush your daughter’s hair anymore because now she can brush it herself. You don’t drive your son to and from his friends house because now he can drive himself. You don’t speak to your best friend from high school because you lost touch 5 years ago.
In some cases though, tragedy strikes and not only are those days behind us, but we can never revisit those moments with that person ever again.
If you haven’t heard of Pete Scobell, well you are about to.
Pete Scobell is a former Navy SEAL who has always had a passion for music. First injured as a Navy SEAL and then again as a competitive skier, he suffered two traumatic brain injuries and was encouraged to pursue music therapy as a means of healing both times.
“So I picked up my guitar again and focused on playing and writing. And it became very clear to me: For some reason, God keeps putting this thing back in my hands.”
Good thing too, because his new album with The Pete Scobell Band “Walkin on a Wire” releases this Friday and it’s amazing. I am a big country music fan and I am so excited I was able to get a “sneak” listen.
On this album there is a song called “Wild” which is written about the loss of a friend. Listening to it made me think of all the loved ones I’ve lost in life. Either by death or just by growing apart.
I started reflecting on how every single moment is just so precious in this life. We are never guaranteed another second with the ones we love. It’s a reminder that EVERY.SINGLE.DAY we need to count our blessings. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY we need to remember that life isn’t made up of BIG moments, it’s made up of small seemingly innocent moments (sometimes even tedious moments!) that one day will be remembered as the GOOD STUFF.
So today…take a moment in the midst of homework, baseball practice and cheer and just bask in the glow of the day to day. Feel the peace wash over you as you acknowledge that in THIS moment, special things are happening. Maybe even say “click” and take a mental picture.
We aren’t guaranteed tomorrow with our loved ones, and this moment will never happen again. I encourage you to listen to Wild. This story of loss and heartbreak might just convince you to count your blessings right here and right now:
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