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Time is in your hands...

Time is in your hands...

It’s quite a while since I’ve updated this blog, but
sud­denly this week­end sum­mer arrived and you know how it is when the sun
starts shin­ing through dirty win­ter win­dows… you just have to dust them off
and let the sun in. I got that feel­ing today when I vis­ited my blog and noticed
I haven’t updated since October.

Where does the time go when it passes by? Is it hid­ing in
the closet? Can I find it in the shad­ows under the trees in the wood where I
walk the dogs? Can I find the time amongst all the exams I need to grade, or all
the books I need to read? Time isn’t given to us any­more, we have to take it. No
one reaches out their hand and says:”Hey, I’ve got a hand­ful of time for you,
take it and enjoy it!” Instead we have to take time off when we become
overwhelmed.

I read a poem today that said:

Come too far to turn back

Gone not far enough to see where I’m going”

The wis­dom of life is in those words; every day that passes
by takes us too far to turn back, but yet we are never far enough to see where
we’re going. At her 90’th birth­day my grand­mother said:”I just blinked and my
life was gone, yet I’m tired and need some rest… there’s been so much in only
one blink.”

So, my friend, take the time and value it, it’s only one
blink and you’ve always come too far to turn back…

Wel­come back! Nice to see you again, hope you enjoy your visit.

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3 comments to Time is in your hands…

  1. Logtar
    May 8th, 2006 at 3:57 pm

    Love your blog blurb!

  2. Orikinla Osinachi.
    May 8th, 2006 at 4:56 pm

    Thanks for shar­ing your thoughts with us.

    The most pre­cious time is the time to love. For in such a time, we take life to another level in space.

    God bless.

  3. Jill
    May 8th, 2006 at 7:07 pm

    How true those words are. I feel it every­day. Some­times I just want to yell “slow down, I’m not get­ting any younger” but no one listens.