TIME?
Such a little word with BIG meaning. Where do I begin…there’s just never enough time! That’s what I’ve been saying for over a decade, even before kids and now after 4. I’ve had this “calling” on my life for years to write and I’ve been ignoring it, pushing it in the corner, hiding it under stacks of books I should be reading. The questions were how, when, where in the world am I going to find the time..
Today starts a new chapter in my book of life. I am going to take “time” back. Obviously, I cannot reverse time or grab a hold of any of the days in my past (although I wish I could a few). Those days are gone, left only to memory and photo albums. But I will grab on to today and make time actually count. I will no longer wish away the stack of laundry, the toys to pick up, the errands to run, the meals to make, the sports to drive to, lunch to be over so nap time arrives (don’t judge me) or the home business to organize and grow. One day I will turn around and my 4 sweet children will be doing all of these things for their families and I will wish for that time back again.
Take just a moment to look up the definition of time. I chose the Merriam-Webster Dictionary app to be precise. It is crazy how many definitions are listed. Not only do we fill up our time in a day to heaping heights (visual: thinking of those trucks on the freeway with furniture stacked 3x the height of the truck) but we try to do even more the next day. The first definition of time listed is: the thing that is measured as seconds, minutes, hours, days, years, etc. For this particular moment in time (:) this is the definition I’m choosing. I am 41, almost 42. Life expectancy of a female in the U.S. today is approximately 81. For sake of easy math, I’ll use 41. So, I’ve already lived over half my life. So if I live till 81, I’ve got 14,600 days left. My daughter is my oldest, she is 11. She’ll be home about 7 more years, or 2,555 days. My youngest is 2, so he has about 16 years left at home, or 5,840 days.
PERSPECTIVE!! This isn’t much time. I truly do need to STOP wishing time away. I will admit I’ve said it over and over: “let’s just get through this week…next week will get easier…we’ll have more time…time to relax and be a family…”
