“Time, time, time- see what’s become of me while I look around for my possibilities”
I am thinking a lot about time today Last day of “summer ” and school starts tomorrow.
The weather in Michigan is echoing the impending changes with temps that have fluctuated from 96 to 59 degrees.
The nip in the air is clean and despite my mourning of summer- smells great.
“Seasons change with the scenery. Weaving time in a tapestry”
What happens to time when you are mot necessarily paying attention?
Where did the goals and hopes I had for summer go?
The were in fact replaced with the unplanned and simple pleasures.
A concert with old family friends- some planned & some surprises.
Gathering friends on lake in June after a friend’s brothers funeral.
Playing charades with 3 generations.
An unplanned car trip with my dad telling stories in the back seat.
Seeing the eyes of the 14 year old after getting off a jet ski.
Daily walks meeting neighbors with the pooch.
Bike rides on the lake.
Watching my daughter grow into a responsible young woman with her new “jobs”.
Today I watched a film about time- times past and yes, time travel- Midnight in Paris. Took me back to when I was 19 living for a semester in Paris. We thought then we had all the time in the world.
The movie poses the question- is this the best time? Or do we envy those in times past. Life was simpler, more exciting, and more authentic.
Yes and No.
It is hard for anyone living in Michigan to not think back to when we were growing up. Times were easier. Life was fairer. The path was more defined.
These days. They are hard. They are confusing. They move entirely too fast.
We work too long. We rush through days and summer vacations. It is easy to get nostalgic for times past.
But the best time is our time- right now. We get to make the memories. Make choices and decide what’s important. Where we put our investments: our money our hearts, our time.
The new year starts tomorrow for two young folk in my house. It won’t be anything like my seventh or ninth grade.
And they won’t be who they are now next summer- teetering as they are on the edge of change and growth. But it will be great.
Lyrics: Simon and Garfunkel
