I used to believe that time was constant, but I’ve learned otherwise. Family and friends talk about time moving so quickly and how difficult it is to understand where that time went. It isn’t an illusion. Time does vary. So does the perception of time.
At this point in time in my life, I continually pray that time will slow down. Instead, time is moving faster than it ever has. It sure seems like time continues to speed up without limitation. I find myself grasping for as much of the present time that I can, but everything slips between my grasp just like sand. It all becomes the past. There’s no stopping it. Merciless. Time has no favorites. Time knows no mercy.
I’m doing everything to preserve as many memories as I can without compromising my experiences in the first place. My YouTube journey is my testimony. Photographs … video footage … writing … memories … they’re all stored away in a variety of places. No matter how hard I try to remember, my mind will eventually relinquish its grasp on everything I hold dear as memories fade and dull. Even so, my heart will always remember. I only hope that when the time does come for me to pass on, for those precious experiences stored within my heart, I pray that I will be allowed to take them with me to wherever I may go, intact, or absorbed into another lifetime. That’s how I feel, right now. But, I’m gradually learning that, what I seek may be something different altogether.
I have so much to do and in so little time. It’s an age-old adage. My friend, Scott, was just telling me the same thing. I believe that it’s this perception that makes life all worthwhile, living with vigor. Dedication is the evidence. Unfortunately, when time chains life’s activities to a schedule, direction can be blinded and lose its focus. In order to refocus, it’s when the need to hold on is at its greatest that our bonds have to simply let it all go. Only then will the soul ever fully understand the true value of the experiences held so dear. This is not about forgetting or simply giving up. It’s the exact opposite. It’s Faith. I know that I am a small fragment with limited capacity. That’s okay. It’s when I accepted this fact that answers began to come within reach. As it stands, I’m learning what I have to do. I’m acting upon what I’m learning. I’m making the best out of my efforts. I’m living my life to the fullest. It’s never too late. I make mistakes all the time. It’s the journey that matters and not the finish line.
My wife … my children … as much as I want to save every precious moment, I know that I can’t. And, instead of fretting over the details while time moves forward, I appreciate and love the precious moments that Bless my life, living my life, day by day, and making every effort to live my life to the fullest. After all, time is passing so quickly.
"Time in a Bottle" is a posthumous Billboard Hot 100 and Cash Box Top 100 Singles chart number-one hit for singer-songwriter Jim Croce. The song reached the top spot on the Billboard chart at the end of December 1973, three months after his death in a plane crash. It was the third posthumous number one single on the Hot 100. At the same time, it was a number-one hit on the Billboard Easy Listening chart. The song was originally written for Croce's son, A.J., and appeared on his third album in 1972, You Don't Mess Around with Jim. The following year Croce would shoot to fame with his hit single "Bad Bad Leroy Brown", just months before the September 20 plane crash. “Time in a Bottle” was later used as the title for a compilation album of Croce's love songs.