Time goes on doesn't it? How many times have we heard this statement? How many times have we really stopped and thought of what this truly means?
On and on it goes. There is no way to control it. It is measured and it is consistent. It is something we can all count on. The way an individual reacts to time is as varied as there are people on the planet.
Some have no concept of time. An appointment is made for a precise time. One may get to the appointed place whenever they get there. Another feels pressured to get there before or right on time.
One disappointing aspect of time is that every person on the planet is given a finite amount of time in which to react with those in their lives. No matter how much time we have it can seem as though we do not have enough.
How many times do we try to spend time with those close to us, to try to enjoy this time, to let them know how much we care and need them in our lives? The finality of losing a loved one when their time has ended is overwhelming.
Yet time goes on. Time goes on. We go on with our time and we try to make the most of the time we have with those who remain in our circle of love.
Time.
