All the those drives to work, multiple layers of thinking going on at one time or another as we journey, plotting what chores you can run on your lunch hour, or will it be a day where you dash home to start a crockpot beef roast or stew? Or waiting for forms so you can kill it off with the accountant for another year?
Maybe you flit through the thought that your son is 30 now, your were 28 when you birthed him, as your own mother was 28 when she birthed you, and Oh my God, it occurs to you that you are now as old as she was when he was two years old and you watched her play her Grandma role, this reality is such a shock for some reason, you laugh at yourself as you let it sink in that Lordy, Lordy you have used up for certain 2/3rd's of your life at the very best, and probably more. Our mortality rate monitor has turned on again.
A brother in law you've known for years drops in for a visit one night, as you sit there, you remember other times, other visits, back and forth we all went, somehow you remember enough to envision how we all looked at that time, as opposed to the now, somehow this must have added to the minds own back burner and brought all of this forward to your attention.
I try hard to never to things for granted, but I must have slipped into myself so mush I truly didn't realize where the years had transported us all, it's a funny type of comfort zone we slip into our daily life, the weeks fly by, as do the months, and whala another year passes by.
Somehow we need to make the time to savor it a bit more as it plays out. "Time waits for no man"
We all walk through our days together knowing we're not quite alone in it. When one is weak, another is strong, that with time and care we can survive it all, enjoying all the great days in between. The Good outweighs the Bad, and Forgiveness walks hand in hand with Love, doesn't it?
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