As we age…

I just had another birthday.  Somedays I’m astonished at the fact that I’m nearly 40.  I don’t feel forty, luckily don’t look like it either so maybe that’s why I’m surprised.

I was having a conversation with my person, Shawna, last night.  We were talking about how it is nearly Christmas and how the month just flew by.  I asked “remember when you were a kid and Christmas seemed to take so long?”  She nodded in agreement.  I said “Why is it that now things go by so quickly?  Why as we age does time just fly?”

I don’t know what the answer is.  Maybe it’s because we have adopted hectic lifestyles, fill each minute of the day with SOMETHING.  And if we aren’t doing something, there is guilt because we could be doing something (in my case it’s usually housework).

We weren’t made to move and run constantly though.  We were made to have rest days, to have down time.  The unfortunate part is that as technology becomes more and more available to us at all times of the day, we never take a real rest.  We don’t take the time to stop and smell the roses, to take a walk, to take a leisurely drive to look at Christmas lights.  It’s all about squishing as much as we can into each and every day…but how much of it really matters?

I’ve been convicted recently to not have conversations via text.  I know that text, and email, is easy and quick but when something happens in my life, I don’t want to text my friends, I want to talk to them.  Even a phone call is good but face to face is a lost art.  I have a handful of friends that I see and get to tell my news to, the rest find out another way, I guess.

When I die (and each day I’m getting closer, reality says) I don’t want people to say “she was a busy person”, I want them to say “she spent time with us, took time with us” and I hope that conversations are remembered, not a rushed text.  I hope that the laughter and good times are remembered.

Take time.  Take time to have coffee, make a phone call.  Because in the end no one will remember the email you sent in a hurry or the text you sent to see what big thing happened in your life, the people who you took time for will remember you.


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