Five minutes to write on this prompt: Last.
I don't remember many "lasts" in my life. Some people have this amazing gift to remember things, and remember things well. I see it as a gift because I don't think I remember things well.
There are times when I'm together with friends or family, and they start talking about certain instances, or funny stories. Most of the time, after we start talking about them, I do remember them, but to just pick a moment or time at random and start talking about it? Not me.
Because of that, I don't remember many "lasts" going on.
I remember I was happy on my last day of high school. I remember I was relieved when I got to leave a bad job for the last day.
Oh, yes, and I remember the last time I got to have lunch with a good friend. It was awesome -- an hour and a half at the Cheesecake Factory. Delicious. The food, and the fellowship both!
And I remember the last kiss Dave gave me. (That's easy, it was about an hour ago!)
And I remember the last beautiful sunrise I saw. (It's going on right now!)
And I remember the last time I was overwhelmed by God's goodness and grace. (About 20 minutes ago during my Scripture study.)
So maybe it's OK that I don't remember all my "lasts".
I just remember the good ones.