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.
The best gift to ourselves is to use our time to feed that inner child. Perhaps as we age we regress to that inner child to assure we fulfill our purpose. Beautiful!
Thank you my dear friend grateful as always
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.
Thank you your last Sentence put a smile on my face