The flakes of snow lightly fell from the sky resting upon our shoulders. We walked hand in hand slowly darting into each store. I looked into her eyes and she into mine. For a brief moment, the world was ours.

She smiled at me and I at her. We didn't have to say it, but we did. "I love you," rolled off of each of our lips.

This is how we live life; for each moment. We know that these moments will be fewer in the future. This is our life. 

"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?"
Matthew 6:25