several circumstances lately in our world have reflected back to me the sheer preciousness of time and the deep reminder of how finite it is. it has occupied much of my thoughts lately when my mind drifts. i have come to realize there is no price that could ever match its value. i feel its bitter sweetness when i look at my boys and how quickly they grow. i see its souvenirs in the fine lines that greet me now when i smile. mostly, i have been reminded...again...at the gift that it is.
it's so easy to meaninglessly fill up our time, to shuffle through busyness and then feel weighted down by the stresses that brings. and with that, find ourselves emptying of joy and wonder. it is not easy to stay present in our days any longer, with so many distractions at our fingertips or tugging at our attentions, but perhaps on those rare occasions we are able to stay within the moment, we will glimpse the true gift that time is.