feeling better and worse

Everyday dawns and the fact that I am the same person waking up fools me into thinking that everything is the same.  I don't notice the constantly changing world.  Oh no you may say, we know that the years roll by, we see that dates change, seasons change, children grow, but the fact is, we don't notice that every single thing is in a process of change ALL the time.  Meeting friends and relatives, they seem to be the same even if their hair grows grey or they change shape and it isn't until we suddenly face the fact that we are losing someone that we realise the changing.  Having been caught up totally in a busy changing weekend, people, events, conversations and exchange of smiles, kisses, opinions, I didn't think that I might never see such and such a person again.  It is only recognising the changing and the inevitability of losing everything and everyone we think are there for ever, that we perhaps recognise that their preciousness lies in their being.  And we get a flash of realisation that we should treasure them for that reason.