Dear Time

Dear Time,

We received news last night. The kind of earth-shattering news that stops you. That keeps you from taking the burning chicken out of the oven. That makes you put Cinderella on the TV for your kids to watch. That makes time stand still. That makes your heart sink, your eyes well, and your breath shallow.

Moments are all we have. Moments bunched together creating a memory of holidays or of vacations or of every day life. In all of the sadness and heart break, there is hope in these moments. It is faith that picks you up and dries your cheeks. And time...sweet time. That is all we want: to begin each morning knowing that we will be surrounded by love and beauty; knowing that even through our struggles time is precious; knowing that time can heal because we get stronger with each experience.

Time heals...time gives us perspective...time allows us to cope and accept...time lets us hug and cry and laugh and feel like things haven't really changed all that much.
There is suffering in wasted time. Please, let us not suffer. Let us embrace each moment and memory. Let us get off the couch, do something worthwhile. Let us say yes to memory-making.

Thank you Time for all that you've allowed me to love, see, and do.

Hugs,
Sharon