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.
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