July 19, 2018

Time Heals

A woman growing old

Photo courtesy of realboldtruth.com

by Sam Pellman ’20

 

Have you ever been in a moment and stopped to think about how much you’ll miss that exact moment?

That no matter where you are or when you are there, you will never be able to live that moment again?

So you tried to stop to soak it in, but nothing could replace that feeling.

Is it bittersweet? Or is it beautiful?

Do we dwell on the past or become hopeful for the future?

 

There’s beauty in every moment.

Knowing that the worst moments are never forever,

But some of the best have yet to come.

 

It’s not the time I’m afraid of, it’s the change that comes with it.

A year seems like a long time, but when you look back it’s really not long at all.

And who are you now? The same person you were a year ago, or someone completely different?

Have you changed? I hope so.

 

Who is still in your life and who has left?

Does that reality help you or does it make you sad?

 

I think time gets a bad reputation.

People are afraid of time, resistant to its close friend, change.

I think we hate change when it’s happening to us and when we think we are drowning.

But then we look back and we look at our growth

 

And we thank God for the change.

We thank God for the things that didn’t work out, the things we didn’t get and thought we deserved.

 

Because it’s made us who we are now.

 

Time has no expiration date; it’ll continue on even if we’re not ready.

It’s my job to embrace it, to let it bring in what I need and take out what is no longer giving my life meaning.

To take each day one day at a time, and trust that time has a secret agenda that involves my happiness in the end.

Time flies, and it deserves not to be wasted.

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