My own father didn't talk a lot about feelings or emotions.
...You can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.
Before you measure the years, you measure the days.
God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song - one same, wonderful, human song.
There is no such thing as 'too late' in life.
You count the hours you could have spent with your mother. It's a lifetime in itself.