Time is a funny thing. Actually, I believe it is an oxy-moron, along with so many other things in my life lately. It can go slow. It can seem fast. It can also stand still. Time can determine endurance. The fact in all of this is that time does not change. Sixty seconds will always be sixty seconds. Funny how that happens!!
Today marks 17 months since I lost my son. Time has been strange ever since. Times that didn’t seem to have significance before now hold so much more meaning. Moments within that time frame have stood still, blew by, and have forever changed my view on the little things that take place every single day. I can’t get back to before seventeen months ago. Anything prior to that fateful night is where my life ahead of me had been taken for granted. Not anymore!!
Life, in general, is a blink of an eye. Most will leave this world with loved ones left behind. Make every moment count! Live life!! Most of all, enjoy life!! My son did just that!! I still wish I had more time, but that was not meant to be. If I had more time, knowing he would still go before me to Heaven, would I have done anything different? Again, hindsight!! I can’t say yes or no because it wasn’t up to me. I had that opportunity with one brother. I got to tell him how grateful I was for all the good times we had. I didn’t get to change the end result. Again, that is not up to us.
Time. None of us are guaranteed any more than the moment we are in. Seventeen months to some, a blink. To me, a lifetime. So many things have happened: good and bad; happy and sad. Don’t put off till tomorrow what you can say today. It may be the one memory you give yourself or someone else that will sustain you or them for at least seventeen months or longer. It may be the thing that brings a smile in a very dark moment. Don’t wish it away. Relish in it. Make the most of it!!
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