Time, Time Time Is Fast Escaping Me

That’s actually a title of a song from way, way back. We used to sing it at church.

We always say, time is gold, time is precious. time is a gift.

How do you spend your time? Sometimes, we believe there is enough time for everything and we ignore, we procrastinate, we waste it.

When I got sick almost nine years ago, I thought so much of how I will spend my time productively after my treatments.  I used to think that time is really too short for me to do the things I  want to do. It was a bit stressful  just thinking about it.  At the lowest point in my life, I asked myself if I will be able to see my kids have their own  families.  Now we are blessed with Nate.  God is good.

There are moments when time makes slaves of us. Time  spent in the office is longer than the time we spend  at home. My former boss at the bank  used to say that when she leaves the house, she would remind her ailing mother to eat breakfast  and when she goes home she just asks  if her mom has eaten dinner. That  was her routine for so many years and when her mother died, she realized the importance of time with her family. She realized that nothing can compare to the presence of someone important in one’s life.

As we grow older, we relish the days, the free time that we have. I am happy just reading now (after the daily chores of course), I am happy puttering  in the garden, uprooting weeds and trimming the grass.  I  am  happy feeling the  morning sun on my face, playing with our cats and dog and catching up on the daily news on radio or watching some nice programs on television.

We all make time for what is important in our lives.

“How did it get so late so soon?”  – Dr. Seuss

 

 

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