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Unwound

It is sad that in our twilight years we are becoming unwound.  Like a watch that once tightly wound is now slowing down, day by day, losing more and more time until finally the watch stops and ticks no longer. We seem to believe that we have an abundance of time.  We come into life like a Super Nova lighting up the universe with its brilliance.

Time it is said waits for no one, yet we wait a lifetime to find our true self or maybe we regress to the joys we knew as children.

We have a lifetime of perhaps a hundred years, a year, weeks and then a few days.  In the end, we become unwound and time slows our journey down making us pause and reflect on the time remaining.  We fear to look at our watch knowing it is losing time and running slower.  Time it is said waits for no one, yet we wait a lifetime to find our true self or maybe we regress to the joys we knew as children.  We look upon a time when we could imagine worlds yet to be found, and we could captain a starship sailing across the universe at warp speed, the fastest speed possible, yet we could imagine faster.  We believed all things were possible.

Soon the ticking will be slow, and we will have to hold it to our ears to hear it ticking.  Often it will stop for a moment making you pause and say I need more time.  Our lifetime is but a twinkle of light, perhaps not even noticed in the brilliance of the universe.  That moment is ours to use, and while we can’t give someone time we can give our time to someone.  Maybe that is why we are given this time to make moments that are meaningful.

Point Of View

When my Mom was living her last days, she talked often of a long life and told me her story.  Thus, giving me her memories, a gift to me to also be passed down as something worth leaving behind.

I felt that the longest days I spent with her were the shortest days of my life.  Now I struggle with life trying hard to let go of a lot of success orientated behaviors allowing me to open doors to time well spent.  I now look at the sunrise a bit longer, savor my coffee a bit more, and spend more time with the ones I love.  The short time that I have left to do this seems to be taking a long time.  Next time you look at your watch ask yourself how you want to live the short time we are given.


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Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

4 COMMENTS

  1. Larry what I loved so much about your article is its complete honesty-you dare to look at the watch we avoid. Thank you for the reminder to sip that coffee a little slower-before I look at my emails.

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