I am a firm believer in time. In every room in my home there is a clock or two or maybe three. I love clocks and have always been fascinated with time or should I say a moment in time. Every clock was wound once and when it stopped that is where the hands remained. It was to remind me of the moment. To be in the moment. In that moment a baby was born, a couple were married, a loved one passed away, a celebration in life took place or maybe someone laughed or sadly cried . In that moment someones life changed for all time.
In the past months I have heard the word "time" spoken in many ways. Yesterday I was reminded of this again when someone said to me remember to "take time for yourself". I smiled and said I would try to make time. I did not explain that there wasn't anytime. That these were desperate times.
I have heard the expression. It was his time, give it time, time heals all wounds, time will tell.
Time is not something we can take, make or create or even save. Time slips away. Time is something we should savour, every second that we have, every moment. Simply because we do not know when our time will run out. There will be a time when there is no time.
So enjoy your time, this is the time of your life, I wish I had of had more time with my Son. What I have learned during these hard times. Time is a gift, a present. Don't waste time. the time is now. Tell the people you care about that you love them, make those calls, forgive and forget, tell your children how proud you are of them.
To all of you who are reading along, Thank you for your time. I love all your comments and read each one. If I have not responded to someone, I am sorry, I really am not ignoring you. It's just that my time is not my own these days. Please remember that YOU brighten my day. I hope you like the picture of my Son and a few of the quilts I have completed plus of course a Hug to be shared with all of you.