I have decided to start writing down a few of the things that I am learning at this stage in my life. I am recognizing that many of us who started blogging together ten years ago, are also in this stage, so maybe even if my blogs aren't always about IEP meetings and juvenile detention hearings, some of what I might right resonate.
I'm not sure when it all happened... I think maybe some time in the last year, but suddenly I am aware of the precious value of time. I never ever have enough of it. I used to think that I was busy, and I have always been a busy person, but never before have I had to make choices between so many things that I love to do and having time to do them. Time has become way more precious than money.
There are so many people now in my life that I love to be with .... but not the time in our schedules to see each other.
There are so many projects I want to work on, personally and professionally... but not time in the day to get to them.
There are so many dreams to dream, so many ideas to pursue -- the world is wide open with opportunity... but the days are too short.
I remember tapping my finger on the table, not being able to wait to get to the next thing, and wishing that things were over. Now I just tell myself that I'm half way through life now and the last thing I want to do is speed it up.
I want time to be able to spend with people I love.. time to influence my children and grandchildren... time to expand Bethany in MN, SD and WI, time to build programs and plans, time to sort through old photos, organize my digital music and photo libraries, create slideshows, do a little digital scrapbooking, sit in the sun, get my body into shape, etc. etc. etc., and yet time speeds by, marching more quickly by the day.
I realize that I'm getting old. But one of things that I didn't imagine as I was aging was how much I would love life and how many things out there I would want to do at an age where energy and time were more limited than any.
This morning my mom said she was looking for ways to fill her morning and I was thinking how I had ten times more to do this morning than I had time for. Somehow I wish she could give me some time.
Time and weight. Too bad we can't willingly share it between ourselves huh? I know several people who could use a few of my pounds. And I would love to have the time that some folks have that they appear to be trying to fill.
Anybody else at this stage of life?