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Awhile back I wrote a post about how it seems that my time is often stolen, though that post is still true, I find time holding another meaning. It’s much more than the time changing with the seasons, you know “fall back, spring forward”. Although that time change can certainly alter the way things are done, or at least seem that way. I have to admit that honestly, I don’t keep up with that time change, simply waiting for it to happen with a vague idea of when.
No, the time change I’m talking about today is the way in which one’s sense of time alters over, well, time. I can remember being a young girl and understanding time on a clock, yet still not quite grasping the importance of it. Fast forward a few years and I remember understanding time as in distance, yet not quite grasping it’s meaning. Fast forward a few more years and I remember understanding the meaning of time, though only to a certain degree. Here I am even a few more years past and time becomes ever more precious.
Time today means so much more than time on a clock or time as distance. Time today is less of a burden, no longer holding me hostage, though allowing me to relax and release the pressures that time can demand. The importance of time for me today is more about what happens and less about what has been done or needs to be done. It’s in the moments of things happening that life occurs.
So, no matter if the sun is beginning to set and we’ve found one of our river spots and home is still a few hours away, we’re stopping. No matter if we have an 8 hour drive ahead of us and work in the morning, we explored yet another forest park. Getting home and sleeping for work aren’t the memories we want for ourselves or Baby. Stopping and enjoying life, exploring a forest, walking in the river, seeking out a waterfall; those are the memories I want for my family. Cherishing what has been provided and offered to us is so much more important the the time demands that we’re given.
Having the time of my life over my lifetime is my goal. Setting this as my goal, I give myself more freedom as well as those around me, namely my family. With time as only a part of the equation, life unfolds so much more smoothly and much more fun can be had.
So, I realize that my journey is not about going places and seeing things, so much as it is about discovering places and experiencing things. Our journey as a family is less about destinations and more about travel. And, with that, we will continually set off on our adventures, actualizing our goals instead of waiting for the time to be right or provided – time is already given and there is no right time for life, because life is already right.