Last Goodbye

I would have held you a little longer.
I would have thanked God for your life while your hand was still in mine.
No rushing through that doorway,
No "I'll call you another day." Because the hardest thing about a last goodbye is you don't know it's the last until it's too late.
So call your father, kiss your mother,
Forgive your child tonight.
Put down your pride, hold the one you love,
Don't wait to make it right.
Because someday,
An ordinary "see you soon" will become a lifetime.
If I'd known it was our last goodbye,
I'd have memorized your face.
Every wrinkle, every trembling smile, every second God gave.
But I believe this isn't where our story has to end.
Jesus promised death is not goodbye.