Let’s say that you’re one half of a happily married couple and that you’ll be married for 50 years before one of you passes into the great beyond.
In that 50 year time period, you will have been married 18,250 days. That’s 18,250 opportunities to make passionate love to your spouse. Now of those 18,250 opportunities, there will times when it just won’t be possible. There will be illness, menstrual cycles, business travel, and a host of other reasons. So let’s reduce our number by 25% to 13,688 opportunities. Still with me?
Now, there are going to be times when you’re just too tired, or you’ve had an argument, or a dozen other silly reasons for not loving your spouse. And let’s say those reasons have caused you to make love to your spouse no more than 2 days a week. Because of this, you have wasted 9,787 golden opportunities to cherish the love of your life. Over a period of 18,250 days, you have managed to make love to your spouse a grand total of 3,901 times and wasted 14,349 opportunities that you’ll never get back.
Then the day will come when one of you dies, statistically the husband. You will still sleep on your side of the bed. You will still maintain the same habits you have had for the last 50 years, but your spouse won’t be there. Then one day you’ll hear yourself say, “I wish I could hold him, kiss him, love him just one more time. I wish I hadn’t wasted all those opportunities.” Think about that the next time either one of you is just too tired, or just too busy, or it’s just not convenient.
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J T Weaver 
I’m only half way to that 50 year mark. I already regret some of the opportunities we missed while we were in our “prime.”
This is an excellent reminder to take advantage of what you have, while you have it.
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Thank you Renae, I appreciate it. I hope you will come back often.
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A very good message. Make the most of every day because one never knows if another opportunity will come. A woman can wake one hot summer morning after a thunderstorm takes out part of the city and leaves the power out. She can roll back over and sleep or she can pop some ice into her mouth and wake him up ‘in style’ sending him to work in a way she’ll never regret not suspecting he won’t be coming home again. Until the call comes and life as she knows it ends. Choose to love while you can, always choose to love.
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Thank you very much, I’m glad you liked the post. It can be sad to look back and see all the wasted moments.
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It can also be an encouragement during bereavement periods to know that little was wasted
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Sexist? Please. Just take it for the message, people. A beautiful message that we should all remember – whether we are the husband or wife…
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Thank you Anna. I appreciate it.
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Thanks for the reminder — too tired, too busy, too inconvenient — are never good excuses!
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You are very welcome Marian. Thanks for stopping by. I’m glad you liked the post.
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May I just say that I note a slight sexist slant in this article. Note that it is the woman who denies her husband and it is he who passes first leaving her full of regret. It does happen the other way around. Also, he may leave her with a huge financial burden as well as her grief.
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I used the husband leaving first only because statistically men die before women, for no other reason. Also, I made use of the word ‘spouse’ so as not to exclude either party. Lastly, I didn’t mention other factors such as financial burdens because this post wasn’t about those other factors. In no way did I say or even intimate that it was the woman who denied her husband. In every description I made, I was sure to generically refer to being tired or having an argument without the intimation of fault.
I do thank you however, for taking the time to stop by to read this post. It was most generous of you to do so.
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You are welcome.
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Oh and I do believe you stayed under 270 words on that one!
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I reblogged this on schmidtbarbara.wordpress.com.. with lots of love and appreciation. Thank you so much for reminding us!
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You’re very welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed the post.
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Reblogged this on Barbara Schmidt and commented:
my first ever “reblog”..but done with lots of love and appreciation. Thanks J.T.!
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Thought provoking. I agree with the statistics. And in my view 98% it is the husband who goes to the great beyond first. If only all the ladies would read this I think there would be an end to domestic arguments. Its once in a week that the husband is too tired to do anything. But it’s six days a week that the wife has a reason to be angry.
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I think in reality the reasons are probably pretty even on both sides with almost an infinite number of variables inserted into the causes. It’s something to think about anyway. Thanks for stopping by.
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Always thought provoking. Always relevent. Thank you for the reminder.
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Thank you very much Joanne. I appreciate it and I’m glad you enjoyed the post.
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Reblogged this on peacefulblessedstar and commented:
reblogged with LOTS of LOVE
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Thank you very much.
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Brought tears to my eyes.
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Brought tears to my eyes. My father died very young and I remember how much my mother suffered, missing him.
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Thank you very much Darlene. I appreciate your reaction beyond measure.
I hope you are doing well. I haven’t seen you around for a while. Take care.
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I am 11 years away from that magic 50 year mark. Hubby has been ill the past three years, I suppose I am a caretaker, although, I just see it as being beside him. Much has changed in the past three years, and I know I miss much about how it ‘used’ to be. Great post.
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Thank you very much. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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50 years ? Most of mine didn’t last 50 days.
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🙂 Add them all together?
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Makes you think twice about letting “life get in the way” of what should be life’s priorities. Thank you for breaking it down this way, JT.
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Thanks Muse, I appreciate it. I’m glad you enjoyed the post.
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And reality really kicks in when you realise how much you miss the other person and nothing could ever replace that. Everyday counts when it comes to loving someone whole heartedly.
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Thank you Sharon. I agree. I appreciate that you came by to visit today.
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I ponder the thoughts you bring to my mind and wish for just one more time to feel my husband’s hand upon my face or running his hands through my hair, or . . .
I’ve become his full-time caregiver and while I try to provide both of us as rich a life as possible, it’s nothing compared to what once was. However, I’m not willing for anyone else to take my place. I’ll not take the chance of missing the shadow of a smile or the look in his eyes that say thank you for loving me.
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Thank you Sheri, I appreciate that you stopped by and took the time to visit my blog. All the best to you.
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