Have you ever wished that time would pass more quickly? Have you impatiently wanted something to happen now while having no choice but to wait for it to happen later?
For me, waiting to be sixteen to become legally able to drive began when I turned fifteen. Waiting a whole year seemed impossible. I just knew that driving would make me free. There would be no more begging to be taken somewhere by my father or one of my older friends. Back then, I would willingly have given up a full year of my life for the freedom that driving was certain to provide.
Things have really changed. Now at age seventy-six, the desire to see time pass quickly is gone. I savor every moment and pray that more moments await me.
We are often reminded that we should “live in the moment.” Life should be lived patiently.
Note: Often, just after writing my thoughts on this topic, an appropriate song comes streaming through my speakers. One by Trace Adkins was new to me. Listen carefully to it, especially if you are young. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBDN8yWyNYU
While I am often accused of living in the past, I seldom find myself wishing my life away. I don’t know when the change occurred, but now I try my darnedest to remain in the moment. Here’s to today: the only time that counts! 🙂
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