It is almost here, 2012!! We all have been given the gift of another year.
I know some of you will read the words I have written here, others will just skim over the images. I hope you who have taken the time too come by my blog today will take the, “TIME!” to read what I have written………
.....I look at my upcoming year a bit differently than I use to when I was younger. It is not so much about how much I will get done this year, or how much stuff I will get, but I look at the time I have been given as a gift.
I choose to use my time as a precious gift, and when I get the opportunity to spend time with my loved ones or friends, I am going to use my time wisely.
I know it feels as if time goes by faster,but trust me we have same 24 hours as our ancestors had. What is different is how we choose to spend our time.
Life has taught me a couple of really good, and meaningful lessons about how I use my time, some were hard lessons and some were wonderfully pleasant lessons, but I did learn from them……..
One lesson, and the hardest lesson in my life, was taught to me at the age of twenty four when my Dad at the age of 47 died of a heart attack.
My world crumbled at that very moment. You see I was a Daddy’s girl, through, and through. I basically thought this man could walk on water.
Through losing him I realized at a very young age, that it was the sweet moments, the time I could never get back.
I might have pictures, or gifts he had given me, but I never could get back the time, that precious gift of time to spend with him.
I remember thinking if I could just have 30 more seconds to tell him once again how much I loved him, and how much I appreciated him, I would give up everything for those precious seconds of time.
I am not glad that my Dad died, but I can truly say I am glad that I learned how important it is to spend my time wisely when it comes to the people I love and care about.
My other lesson was a happier lesson, and it came in the form of a little 6 year old boy.
We had our boys, and their families here for some occasion, and all of the girls were in the living room talking about, design, hair, make-up and the latest fashions.
I was in the middle of a story when my 6 year old grandson came up to me and asked me if I would play volley ball with him. I told him sure, just give me a few minutes to finish my story.
A few minutes to a little guy is an eternity, so of course he came back in a very short period of time. I stopped my story, and looked into those blue eyes and said, “Sure, Grammy will play with you!”
We went down the hall, got the beach ball and started tossing it back and forth down my almost thirty foot hall.
All of the sudden, that little guy came running down the hall, hugged me around the waist, and ran back to his end of the hall, and we continued our play.
Not a word was spoken, but I knew! He was telling me how much he loved me, as only a small child could with such a heartfelt demonstration of love.
It was not hours, truly it was maybe 10-15minutes, but the point had been made. I put him, and spending time with him above everything else, and he knew without a doubt how much his Grammy loved him.
You see it is not the amount of time, it is the quality of time, and how you choose to spend your time that matters.
So with that my dear readers, I leave you with this……..
.....Time is a gift, we all get to choose how we will spend it, and who we will spend it with.
I pray that this year you all spend your time wisely and lovingly with the special people in your lives……….
Happy New Year, and May God bless each and everyone of you with precious, precious “TIME!”!