My dad would have been 59 today.
He died in May 2000 due to complications following multiple bouts with cancer. I saw him four days before he passed away. We didn't do much, but we ended our visit with a hug and said "I love you" to one another.
I never spoke to him again.
You never know whether your current conversation with someone will be your last. Make your words count. Say "I love you" a lot.
Hug your kids. And your parents. And your spouse.
These three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love (1 Corinthians 13:13).