It's an up, down, all-around, topsy, turvy, wonderful, crazy life.
Does it feel like time just zooms by?
It does.
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The summer is too short. Always too short. Always.
The fields of green have turned brown on top as they've burst forth the seeds to reproduce for the next season. The nights are just a tad cooler and just a little longer. The nip is just starting to be felt in the early morning air. Slight emotions of mourning permeate the heart at the thought of autumn approaching and then winter coming right behind. It won't be long now. Just a few short weeks. Snow could come in two short months. Ah! The dreaded snow and cold. Please don't come yet! This soul is not ready to be cooped up for eight long months again! The winter prison is not so appealing and the anticipation is actually trepidation.
The lazy days of childhood have passed. The busy days of parenthood are abundant. Soon, ever so soon, those busy days will end and the twilight will come. Why does it have to go SO fast?
The gray hair comes in more and more each day. The crows feet around the eyes. The sagging on the neck. Middle age is not yet for this tired mother, but it's knocking at the door. Soon it will be opened and a new chapter begins. The current chapter is so entertaining and ripe and comfortable. What could the next chapter hold that would possibly compare? Oh, that's right. The cycle will begin once again and a new generation will be born and the beautiful sound of crying babies and laughing children will fill the air once more. The next chapter has high expectations of being worth reading.
A story is not told from the end, but from the beginning. It only moves forward, not back. There is no rewind or fast-forward for life, only play. It can be frustrating, can't it? It can be so hard to sit and watch the movie frame by frame. It's easy to be distracted or to fall asleep and miss parts. It's time to wake up! It's time to pay attention to this movie as it plays out. It cannot be replayed. It's time to be alive. This life is to be lived but only once. Eternity will come, but it will not be the same. This mortality is short. It's time to grab hold.

Beautifully written. You have captured my thoughts and feelings and put them into words that I couldn't.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post! You have described so well that little gnawing feeling that comes late every summer that I have never been able to express. And described, too, the flow of days that are our lives. You are so right. We need to grab hold. Beautifully, skilfully written. Thank you so much for your insight! And for taking the time to share it with us.
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ReplyDeleteawesome, my friend!
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