Timing is everything, or so they say. A time for this or that. Time either goes too fast, passing us by, or drags on and on. Time can create space for us to heal or sneak up on us like a gust of wind. If only we could catch it and hold it in our hands. If only……
Think about the lives that could have been saved because the cures came too late. What about the dreams interrupted because sunrise came too soon? Is it possible to ever find peace with time?
I think there are specific moments in time that determine who we are. There would be no way to predict when those instants might arise, just that they will. It is our reactions, our instincts and guts that will define our character.
Is our time well spent? It has been running out since we first got here. Depressing? No! Not at all!
It’s what forces us to stop every once in a while and refocus. To appreciate all that we have. To hold those we care about closely and to take nothing for granted. Most of all, not to take time for granted. Okay, time to go.
Until another time,