Its only when we lose something that we suddenly remember how dear it was.
As long as it is handy and available, we are so careless about it.
We know its always there, anyway.
We can always get back to it anytime we want.
'Let me finish just these few things and then I will get back to it later' is what we think....
But that getting back to it never happens....
..and now it is slowly disappearing right in front of us.
Oh, no....