What is flying by faster than a speeding bullet? It’s not a plane! And alas, it’s not superman. It’s TIME. My TIME. Your TIME. We will all turn around one day and our time will be gone. There is a possibility that we will think back on our lives, and wish, yes those four little letters, WISH we had spent more of our TIME appreciating the gifts we were given and WISHING we had spent more of our precious TIME using those gifts.
Writing is a gift that is given which gets better as you use it.When my day is over and I am getting ready for bed, I suddenly remember I let the day go by and didn’t use any of my time writing. Other things from life pushed forward and took priority. I let the opportunity to write that day slip away. Then I wonder what I missed. What words would my imagination have sent to paper had I taken that time.
Maybe we could carve out a little time each day for ourselves and use the gifts we’ve been given. For a writer it’s the words that are waiting to come out and be put to paper. I would hope we would all be able to smile when our TIME is up, knowing we used our gifts each day even if it was only a little.