There is 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, and 60 seconds in a minute. If we really knew the depth of time, I don’t think we would waste it so carelessly. Unfortunately, seconds turn to minutes, hours turn to days, and days turn to weeks then months until suddenly it’s the New Year, and we look back and see how fast it all went by, and realize that every year is just going to go by faster as we get older.
When we are little, we don’t really have a concept of time. Time is based on when lunch is; when Arthur comes on PBS; when the side door to the garage creaks open and Dad’s home, and then that means supper. When I was little I had every shows time slot on PBS memorized: The Big Comfy Couch, Arthur, Mr. Rogers, Between the Lions, Dragons Tails and so forth. Time wasn’t so important back then. Only that hour of the day when it was time for the ten second tidy and clock exercises on The Big Comfy Couch with Loonette, and when Mr. Rodgers would feed his fish and have craft time.
Then suddenly you’re eighteen. You have your first car, your driving to work on a snowy day, paying bills that keep adding up, cashing checks, trying to get by, going to college, and wondering where on earth you’re going next. You suddenly don’t have enough time.
To be honest, we don’t have enough tomorrows, we never did…but as we get older, we learn to appreciate them more, yet we let them slip away into just “another day” anyways. Think about it. Yesterday will never come again. That last hour on this day, you will never get it back. That minute that just ticked off on the clock, will never be wound back. 2013 is gone…and we will never be able to live in it again.
2013 was good. I know that word is mediocre and is used way too much…but anything less or more wouldn’t do. Like every year, 2013 had its ups and downs. It was memorable that’s for sure. I wish I could keep all the memories in a box. All the secret jokes, and the laughter that made our sides hurt and tear up. I wish I had a snapshot of every time I felt like everything was right with the world; I just want to see what I was looking at and wonder why I felt that way. Maybe it was the time we sat by the bonfire on that cold autumn night and made s’mores. Maybe it was the time we were eating gold whales in the car and laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe. Maybe it was the time we went to that Korean BBQ and listened to 90s music on the way home. It was those little moments of insignificance that were the most special to me.
I wish I could go back sometimes, but the thing is…it’s good to move on, even from the good memories, it’s good to leave them in the past in order to make new ones.
So 2014, I don’t have any expectations or resolutions or predictions. I do have a prayer though. A prayer to God that no matter how much we stumble and fall, we will cling more and more to Him; through the worries and fears…have us give it all to You, Jesus. That even through the good, let’s not forget who we owe thanks too. When we wander to new places, may every trail lead us closer to You. Let’s remember that though this year will have chaos and become quite messy…there is hope in each new day, not just a New Year, of fresh starts and new beginnings.
Hope
Smiles from the threshold of (each day or) the year to come,
Whispering ‘it will be happier’…” – Alfred Tennyson
Much love,
~ Trudi
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