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Day 8: Time



As I am preparing to write for the Blogember challenge topic today, TIME, I'm bombarded with thoughts and ideas just as I am when I feel as though I'm running out of time.

Time is such a gift.  We have the opportunity to choose each moment how we feel with each person or event we encounter.  Often it is not our choice how we have to spend that time - waiting in line, working with a difficult person, rushing around completing the necessary errands… and yet, we are blessed with the time to choose.

That to me is the real gift.  The ability to choose who we are at that time.  Do we smile through the tears, do we break down in the face of impatience, or do we pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and decide this is the moment that matters.

Many times I find myself, "running out of time", and yet how can that be true?  If I choose each moment who I'll be, how can I run out of time?  Perhaps I haven't been intentional about the person I showed up as the moment before ….

Time is measured in minutes, hours, days, months, years.  And yet couldn't time be measured in moments and really mean more?  I once had a wise adviser tell me that balance doesn't come in days, it comes over the years.  The same thing is true about time and how we measure it.  We count what matters, and mark milestones along the way.  I feel strongly about longevity and endurance.  I believe it stands for something in my life.  And in order to recognize that it's marked by time.

A marriage is celebrated at it's anniversary, marking the years.  And who doesn't feel a little bit prouder each time we knock down another year?  Having weathered a storm here and there, celebrated a promotion or made vacation memories during that year.

Time is ticking away right now.  And if we choose to spend it wisely, it doesn't 'run out'.  Time is spend filling our metaphorical 'basket' with moments of happiness and fulfillment.

Today I'll choose wisely where and how I spend my time.  And smile thinking of how easy writing this blog was compared to putting this into practice!

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