There is an old saying, " If you blink you will miss it !" softly speaking of life and maybe a small town, or both.
Little does anyone know at the time that a decision could change the world as you once knew it. Little does anyone think that what was a right decision at that time may not be the right decision years later.
How does one regain what was onces their path, their happiness, their life?
I once heard of a book called, " IN A BLINK OF AN EYE" however, it was about judgement day, not my life !
Please and I beg you all who are in a crossroads or a path is approaching you, take the time to see beyond the greener pastures and the NOW and see deep into the future …….. Do this BEFORE YOU BLINK !
With Love,
Eve
Your advice is sage. Some of us, who are of a generation that hearks back to another time, have experienced suffering as well as joy. These things are not dealt out in ‘neat equal sized parcels’, but fall in our paths, enveloping us, regardless of our background, our education, our philosophy or faith. When I lost my father at aged 17 it was a blow to my poor mother in one way, and to me in another. At the age I was I could not see -who can?- into any prospective future, middle or far. Now, with so much that has been given to me, by ways and means that owe much to ‘Chance’ and Life’s random ‘throw of dice’ (but without denying the love and support and work of all those who surround me, starting with my wife, and the value of my own contribution, through hard work and a gainful employment)I look back knowing that I cannot bring my Father forward into Futures that are now my Present, as I write this. I cannot part the locked door of the Past and let him in to my Now, or any of the Nows that followed his demise. He is unable to know that his lad grew to manhood, travelled the world, returned, met a girl, fell in love, married and then worked to build a profession, a career and, to a goodly extent, though not without struggle, succeeded, ‘came through’ in the end. Dad never saw any of what I have described, and it will always be an abiding sadness -but one that cannot be cured and, thus, must be endured- to me that all of the things that seemed to have happened to me -in the “blink of an eye” since Dad died, over my long life were never recorded through his eyes. So, yes, dearest friend Eve, I can see what you mean and your wisdom is very welcome.With love,lokutus
For every minute we close our eyes we miss 60 seconds of light.
HI Lokutus,I know what you mean about your dad, mine left when I was 8 and never looked back.. He never got to see my chilren or know about them and they never got to know him, only thru pictures.Life is full of lessons and also pain its just learning to do deal with both.Thank you my sweet L for caring and writing from your heart.LoveEve
HI Ez,You are so right and you made a very good point too thanks for reading and sharing.Eve
Hi EveWhat you say is very true. I sometimes feel we need to live like there is no tomorrow while at the same time live like we have a thousand tomorrows! Hard to do both, sometimes.