We have all heard the expression, there's only so much time in the day (or something to that effect). I mean, one can only do so much in 24 hours. So, we have to be careful with what we do with our time. This is why I value spending time with people. I don't like to waste people's time and I don't want folks wasting my time. Money comes and goes, but time...well...you never get time back. Once it's gone, it's gone.
I've been thinking a lot about time lately. Maybe it's because my granddad is about to celebrate his 80th birthday this month. I wonder if he wonders where the time went. Maybe it's because I'm still wondering where 27 years went. Maybe it's because Christmas is coming and I think about all those family members that are no longer with us. I don't know really. I just know that I've been thinking about time.
Though Shortcake and I don't spend much time in each others presence, we spend a lot of time on the phone. I mean a lot. It's not uncommon for us to have 6 hour conversations. It never feels like that long. When I hang up the phone, I'm always amazed at how long we had been talking. What seems like minutes, has really been hours. I have not regretted one second of the time we have spent talking.
Even when I miss my favorite shows. I mean, networks always show repeats and between hulu and fancast it's like I never missed them at all. But I would be so disappointed, if I missed a chance to talk to Shortcake. Our conversation last night was quite short compared to how long we usually talk. It was only about two hours. It felt like half an hour. As tired as I was, she actually woke me up when she called, I did not want to get off the phone.
I love that her voice is the last thing I hear at night. I wish it were the first thing I heard in the morning. We only have so much time on this earth and I want to spend as much of it as possible with her. She had a hard day at work yesterday and was venting to me. I had no problem sitting there listening to her and trying to encourage her. Not because I felt I had to, cause baby girl can definitely handle her own, but because I wanted to.
I wanted her to know that I will always have time for her. Time to listen. Time to talk. Time to sit and just be with her. If time is money, then she can be Bernie Madoff and take all I got. I mean that and to some I'm sure it
Makes. No. Sense.
Oh, it makes a lot of sense to me! I can feel what you are saying about "time". I was upset with myself for spending so much time on my ex-boyfriend (ten years). I guess when you are super young you don't think about time, but I woke up one day and it was ten years later and nothing had changed for the positive between him and me. I used to call it a waste, but Renee tries to get me to see it as a learning experience. Well, if time is money then that learning experience was very expensive....I din't spend that much for my diploma! Lol... Anyway, your post was a bullseye for me today. I needed to read this. Thanks Foxy! Have a great day! :)
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