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Kayla, our neighbor, called to say she and her two little ones 

were going to pick blueberries and would we like to pick too…

Which is how we found ourselves that morning among the berries painted blue.

There among the blueberries…we hadn’t walk in very far 

when we suddenly remembered what it felt like 

to be as young as Ollie and Abby are

There among the blueberries…watching Abby’s face brighten into a smile…

and Ollie’s eyes widen as he was running wild

we wondered if…among the blueberries…everybody is a child.

It happens quite unexpectedly…I can’t say exactly when… 

as our attention flits form the blueberries

to the birds, to the bees, to the cows…then back to blueberries again.

There among the blueberries…just like all children do

while dropping blueberries into our bucket…we stopped to eat a few.

There among the blueberries, (I wonder is it just a blueberry thing?)

We found ourselves smiling, laughing, jumping…

and every now and then we’d sing! 

Yes, there among the blueberries it was hard to tell us all apart…

because, there among the blueberries…we are all children at heart.

So Kayla, Ollie and Abby as we fill our mouths with blueberries

we’d like to take a moment to thank the three of you….

for all the wonders you helped us discover that morning

among the berries painted blue.

On any give day…for countless reasons why…

on average…160,000 people across the world will die.

If you knew you were one of those 160,000 people today…

If you knew by tomorrow you’d be dead…

I wonder…what’s the first thought that pops into your head?

Is there a person you just thought of…out of all the people you know?

A person whose voice you want to hear one last time before you go?

Is there someone from your past who you’d like one last time to see?

Would you want to say I love you and hug one last time…your friends and family?

Would you want to watch the sunrise one last time 

or one last time…count the stars up in the sky?

Is there a place you want go to one last time before you say goodbye?

Since you don’t know if today will be just another day you have amassed… 

or if you’ll be one of those 160,000 people…and today will be your last.

Doesn’t that make each moment of each day important

before you leave this world behind…

to do the things a moment ago…that popped into your mind?