what would I write?

I have been reading the news wires and blogs about the man from California that parked his car on the tracks to commit suicide. He then had a change of heart and jumped from the car right before impact. I'm sure that even he didn't think about the mess he was about to cause. He now faces 11 murder charges and possibly the death penalty; deservidely so.

But the story that intrigues me is the one of a man named John who found himself trapped, injured and bleeding. In the caotic moments after the crash, he dipped his finger into his blood and wrote on a piece of the wreckage {I love(heart) my kids. . . I love(heart) my wife} something to that effect. I don't have the news clips in front of me now. When he was finally rescued later, his rescuers were rendered to tears that he was thinking of them and used his own blood to "pen" them his last words.

If you had a moment or two. . . what would you write to those you hold dear? Or for that matter, what could you write to express your feeling even if you have a thousand tomorrows? Shouldn't this be something we wear on our sleaves every day? If I knew I was going to die tomorrow, could I write or record all I want to leave to my wife, son and daughters?

Could I tell my wife that see is my world and that being "one" with her on every level is the best thing God gave me? That she is every day the vision of beauty I saw as she turned to come down an aile to marry me? Would I have time to tell my son how to play ball, and treat women, and to be a real friend. Would my daughters know that they are indeed princeses and I want to see them grow into strong feminine women and mothers someday.

Have I done this. . . enough times that they would remember if I were gone? I pray to God that I do this as often as I can.

For now. . .