The List of Lasts

August 1, 2011 at 3:48 pm 3 comments

Years ago, I read a newspaper article entitled (I believe) “The List of Lasts.”   The article recently popped into my mind as I navigate a time of great transition.  I find myself in a reflective mood even as I simultaneously move forward and embrace the changes occurring in and around me . . . growing, aging, achieving, failing, wellness, illness, abundance, scarcity, etc.

I’ve searched online for the original article without success, so I’m just going to share with you through my own post what I remember to be the essence of it.

Basically, the writer spoke about how (as we move through life) we aren’t aware of experiencing something for the last time until we’re much further down the road.

Here are a few of my lasts I am remembering today and would love to experience again knowing it would (again) be my last time:

  • receiving a coherent and relevant piece of advice from my mom prior to her being consumed by the fog of dementia
  • hugging my father goodbye days before he died suddenly and unexpectedly
  • being adoringly looked at through the youthful and exuberant (now grown up) eyes of my nieces as Super Auntie
  • riding an amusement park ride with reckless abandon without fearfully wondering if I would make it safely to the end
  • snuggling with my sister in her bed on a sleepless Christmas eve, looking out of her window at the brightly colored Christmas lights hanging from our house’s eaves and excitedly waiting for Christmas day to dawn
  • savoring a meal without evaluating its potential impact on my health
  • falling asleep in the car and waking up later cozy in my bed after being carried there by one of my parents
  • taking a roll of pictures, waiting to get them back and actually feeling grateful when finding a few keepers in the stack (and tearing up or laughing at the rest!)
  • excitedly waiting to greet someone as they arrive at an airport gate rather than patiently driving around in circles past a person in an orange vest with a loud, incessant whistle until I receive a call on my cell phone that they have their bags and are on their way out
  • pondering a question for an unknown length of time and being satisfied with possible answers instead of instantly searching Google to satisfy my curiosity
  • picking a bundle of dandelions on the way home from school and proudly presenting them to my mom
  • swimming in the ocean without being certain a shark was going to attack me
  • playing outside an entire summer day until my mom hung out our front door and rang the “brass school bell” to call me in for dinner

Oh my gosh, I could do this all day!  Since I have more work to do, I’ll stop for now.  I’m  certain you get the idea.  These were seemingly insignificant moments then that I long to experience and soak up with intention just once more today.

So my question for you today is:  if you knew in each moment it might be the “last” moment for that specific experience, would you treasure it more?  Given where I stand in my life today and the perspective it (and my coaches training) inherently brings, I find myself making more space in my day to contemplate the sweetness of the ordinary moments.

I invite you to share some of your “lasts” with me.  I also encourage you to bring a discerning eye to your day and enjoy the ordinary, fleeting moments you may someday long to relive.

Are you ready to thrive?

Kathie Nitz

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  • 1. Monica Leggett  |  August 1, 2011 at 7:41 pm

    Very thought provoking blog Kathie. Loved your list too. Here are a few for me:
    Christmas morning with all NINE siblings and my parents as we dug through the piles of gifts and then watched as everyone opened gifts I had given.
    The last Christmas morning with my own three children, before they all got married and our family multiplied and splintered to 4 states.
    The last time I talked with each of my parents. Dad lingered in a hospital for weeks, Mom died very suddenly- still in her prime we thought.
    The last time I had a warm and friendly conversation with my son, before he decided he couldn’t trust me anymore and life got REALLY complicated.
    I celebrate almost every day with my husband so I can’t think of any “lasts” with him yet. Tomorrow is our 31st anniversary!

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    • 2. Kathie Nitz  |  August 2, 2011 at 10:18 am

      Thanks, Monica, for sharing your “lasts.” I also want to congratulate you on 31 years of marriage!!! My husband and I are coming up to our 30th in the fall. You and I both know one of the keys to staying married this long is to also incorporate a lot of “firsts” along the way. Celebrate your special day . . . do something new and enjoy it as if it were your last time.

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  • 3. Kathie Nitz  |  August 2, 2011 at 10:31 am

    This morning I was watching the “Today Show” while walking on my treadmill, and Trace Adkins performed a song called “Just Fishin’”. I was surprisingly touched by it, because the song reflects what I reflected on about “lasts.” It’s about a dad fishing with his daughter and realizing in the moment how precious this moment is while she is completely unaware. On some level, he recognizes he’s on a path of “lasts” with his growing daughter and is savoring this moment. Here are the lyrics:

    Artist: Adkins Trace
    Song: Just Fishin’
    Album: Proud to Be Here
    Trace Adkins Sheet Music

    I’m lost in her there holdin’ that pink rod and reel
    She’s doin’ almost everything but sittin’ still
    Talkin’ ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
    And her kittens
    And she thinks we’re just fishin’

    I say, “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time
    She says, “I know. I think I got a bite.”
    And all this laughin’, cryin, smilin’ dyin’ here inside’s
    What I call, livin’

    And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
    Throwin’ back what we could fry
    Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
    Nothin’ too ambitious
    She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
    What’s really goin’ on right now
    But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
    And she thinks we’re just fishin’

    She’s already pretty, like her mama is
    Gonna drive the boys all crazy
    Give her daddy fits
    And I better do this every chance I get
    ‘Cause time is tickin’
    (Yeah it is)

    And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
    Throwin’ back what we could fry
    Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
    Nothin’ too ambitious
    She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
    What’s really goin’ on right now
    But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
    And she thinks we’re just fishin’

    She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
    What’s really goin’ on right now
    But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
    And she thinks we’re just fishin’
    Yeah, aww, she thinks we’re just fishin’
    We ain’t only fishin’
    (This ain’t about fishin’)

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