Passing of Time

While driving today I noticed the maple trees on the mountains starting to turn. There are reds and oranges mixing in with the greens. Another notice, in addition to the coolness of the evenings, that heralds the coming of fall. That notice brings the realization that summer is over.

You look at the calendar and know that it is. But somehow it just doesn't sink in. You need other signs that yell, "Summer is over!" I suppose it is the human reaction to theassing of time. We know time passes, but we sometimes don't keep track of the accumulation. I mean, we know that days seem to go by quickly. But suddenly we realize that the month is gone. We remark how quickly time passes.

It is that passing of time that takes us by surprise. It's seems that our children grow into adults overnight. It seems the time between the holidays keeps shrinking. We realize our mortality; the "marching" of time seems to become the "running" of time.

So, what do we do? We enjoy every day. Don't get so caught up in the trivial, in the non-essentials. Focus on things of enduring quality. Hug your kids because they grow up fast. Those you love...TELL them. Those important people in your life, those who have impacted you in some way, let them know. Too often we miss the opportunity to tell people how we feel. That often leads to regrets when they are no longer part of our lives. Don't let that happen. Find them. Hold them. Tell them.

 

 

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