Time is something
that you cannot touch, stop or make it go back. All I know is that it is
passing too fast and there is not stopping it. Days turn into months too
quickly. Holidays come and go like lightning. The things I have still wanted to
do are not happening but do I have the time? Yes, I have an overabundance of
time as I am no longer working.
I can remember back
to the age of three and onward: My mind is full of memories and the things that
I loved to do. A lot of those memories involve many family members that are no
longer around and they are terribly missed. Former childhood neighbors that are
not around are missed as well for I knew them all. I was one of those kids that
loved being near people—young or old. And I remember the stories that they told
me as well as how they affected my life. And I could say “that was a long time
ago” for it was.
Forward in time and I
am the mother of two grown sons and a grandmother of three—two are teenagers
and one is an adult. Doesn’t seem possible that they have all grown up for the
memories of these five when they were little was simply the best ever despite
the fact that I worried about them and made sure that things were just right.
Looking back I wonder
if things that I did were right and yet in my heart I know that they were for I
was there for them in the time that they needed me. And isn’t that what counts
in life after all?
I think back to so
many sayings that I said such as: “I don’t have time right not.” “What time is
it?” “Can I have some more time?” “Do you have time to tell me?” “Is it time to
go?” “What time does it start?” “I’ll be there on time” and a gazillion more
sayings that all involved the word TIME. Famous past and current writers have
said sayings about time for it was and is relevant.
“Time waits for no
one” is an extremely famous saying which is oh so true. Just yesterday is was
May and now it’s June. Rest assured that I have the time but it just goes by
too fast. I remember my late mom saying “The only good things that I have left
are my fingernails” and I am now the age she was when she said that. Scary. Way
scary.
Like everyone else
that gets older, I want time to freeze frame: I want it to stay longer. I miss
the days when I could brush my hair and teeth, put on lipstick, throw on
clothes and leave for somewhere for now it takes forever to complete even one
of these tasks. Do I piddle around? Maybe. But I am also more frustrated in getting
ready to leave for somewhere—it takes a long time and oh throw in the aches and
pains. Now really who likes those added to the grief mentioned above?
I know who the
culprit is: It’s TIME. It just goes whooshing by and the things that I wanted
to do, I am going to make time for them. My feet are going in places of water
that I love, my fingers are going to write and paint more and my body is going
to visit a lot of people that I have neglected seeing. I need places of solace,
places that make my heart feel better and places where people I care about are
there.
I have the time if
only it would slow down but that’s an impossibility for the older I become, the
less there is of it. All I can say is that all of us have to make time for what
is important for now is now. No one is guaranteed a tomorrow but we can hope
for it. I certainly do. And I will do the things that I want to do for it’s a
case of have to—I need those things and people in my life. I can only hope that
you feel the same way. Make TIME. Be with people that make you happy—not the
negative ones and remember the good times.
Sherry Hill
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