There is a song we sang in the Madrigal choir when I was in high school and almost 40 years later it is still with me. I’m reminded of it today as I prepare to attend the funeral of a friend…
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles today
To-morrow will be dying.The glorious lamp of Heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run.
And nearer he’s to setting.
The lesson? Trite but true; ‘gather ye rosebuds’ — take advantage of every moment! Yes, I think about this every day, but do I live it? Today as I pause to reflect on the life of a great man it’s just a little more in my face than it normally is. What will my funeral be like? What will my sons say? My wife? What scriptures? What song? That’s easy — has to be this one…
But what about the rest? I guess that will be determined by what I do with the days I have left!
Later, I’ll return to the crush of deadlines, raising 6 boys, coaching soccer, etc., but in the meantime, I’m reflecting on rosebuds. Ob la di, ob la da, life goes on…
Bright, shiny objects! 
What do you think?