Why is it that the week can last so long, but yet the weekend just flies by? Tomorrow it’s Monday again… another week starting… my year in America is also just flying by. I am looking forward to my brother visiting next week… and then it’s on the countdown stretch to May.
What is it about time?
My uncle passed away a week ago… the time able to spend with him on this Earth is now in the past. It’s sad that so much time has been wasted without a lot of contact, although I treasure the time spend. It’s not wasted. I have been privileged to reconnect with my uncles family, son and grandkids… more time well spent.
My dad is the last one still of his family. Time has passed by, and although I hope much time is still left…it’s flying by. Time spend is to be treasured.
My daughter passed her Masters degree. Time well spend, but that period is now also past.
What will the future hold? I don’t know what time we still have on this Earth. I do know Who holds the future. And even though I have no control over time..I can’t speed it up or slow it down… I am looking forward to that day when time is of no essence anymore… eternity is not measured in time.
