If we love something and somebody so much, how much — if at all — are they ever really gone from our hearts? - Mitch Albom

You count the hours you could have spent with your mother, it's a lifetime in itself.

You can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creatures endures. A fear of time running out.