People used to tell me to treasure the precious moments of my children’s young lives, because before I knew it they would be gone. And I nodded, because I knew, and I did appreciate it. And I don’t think I could have done more or been more present. But there was still a lesson to be learned. However much you treasure something doesn’t make it less finite. Or its passing less painful. Treasuring those moments doesn’t make them pass more slowly. And to see them slipping away in full knowledge may even hurt more day to day. But you do leave the field with one more thing, hopefully. A richer treasury of memories to keep forever safe with you, for your comfort (and pain) when those days have passed.