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Six Decades and Counting

I sit here wondering where all the time went…

At what point, did my kids get older in actual age, then what  I resonate to be my own age, in my mind? 

Have you ever felt this way, too?  Time, is greatly misunderstood by me… I truly have no concept of it’s fleeting…

Most of my days are surrounded in the mundane and I rarely notice how one day passes into the next.

It seems we are all granted a certain amount of time on this earth.  We see things, learn things, interpret things.  And whatever our perspective or wisdom of the day brings to us, is how we take action.  Somedays, it’s inspired action and somedays it’s action to get through the day.  And, sometimes, we do and say things out of love and respect.  And, sometimes, we say and do things out of fear.

And all along this path of life,  these things we do and say are creating us.  Molding us.  Defining us.


My Mom and Dad…

Some of my fondest memories were of times when I was quite young.  When I felt safe and loved and cared for.  This was way before the harshness of the real world had caught up to me.  You know, the parts that redefine us.  Those things that change our perspectives and rob us of our innocence’s .  The grown up world that has us questioning our faith and starts to toy with our integrity.
Grandpa Candy, Aunt Dorothy, Gradma Little and me…

Is it ever too late to add in intention?  To be more aware of our life’s design?  Is it ever too late to change the course?  Redirect, redefine, re-do?
 
My sister and me…

If there is such a thing, time is not on my side.  If I were to follow in my own mothers footsteps, I would have but 7 years left on this earth to define my life.  To create with intention the life I want to live.  To be sure and let the people I love and cherish know it.  To show my daughters that age does not define us.  It’s courage, character and integrity.  To let my son know, with out a shadow of a doubt, he matters!  I want to create a safe place for him to be well taken care of, for when I am gone.  And to my husband, through all that thickness and all that thinness… love does prevail…


So, I’ve decided that it’s never too late for hopes and dreams, you’ve just got to jump in, head first!  And, go for it!


After all, time is fleeting…

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