I don't know how many interactions I have left. Can I make each one matter?

When I'm hugging the one I love for the last time, I don't know that I'm hugging the one I love for the last time.

Stop and consider what I'm doing. I may be doing it for the last time. This adds something that I can savor to the moment. Reflection on the transitory nature of things brings a sparkle to the moment, making it poignant. If just for a moment.

The task then becomes "rinse and repeat."