Distilled down, his essay explores a simple truth: the things we experience as ordinary become sacred when we realize they are finite. Of course, not everything we experience is sacred, let alone enjoyable. ("There is salt to every strawberry," he writes.) But perhaps it's a good reminder that, if we're lucky enough to grow old, we should slow down and savor the sweetness of ordinary things—especially those we may someday wish we could experience just one more time.