As you get older, you start to realize that the time goes by fast. A day doesn’t take any time at all, and an hour may as well be a minute sometimes.
When I was younger, I remember times that I’d wish for the days to go by because I was going to go to Saskatoon to visit my grandparents for a week, and go to the Saskatoon Exhibition. The time wasn’t going fast enough for my tastes. Now, I try very hard to live each minute to the fullest. No matter what I’m doing. I could be reading or watching television or going for a walk or working at my desk. Each minute that passes I take in stride, and try to make it as full filling for me. Doing things for others is incredible work, but from time to time you have to be selfish. And that means taking time for yourself.
Now, as I’m older, time flies by all too quickly. One season into the next. Summer, my favourite of the seasons (fall holds a close second) feels like it’s gone in a matter of minutes. There are things in ones life that comes up that you look forward to, but there’s also today and the next day that we have to live through before getting to that special event. Some days are enjoyable, some days are a drag, but each day should be approached with optimism. Winter, on the other hand, doesn’t go by fast enough.
We can plan for each day that comes around, or we can take what comes and enjoy the small things. When we try to slow things down so that each day rolls by as slowly as it did in our youth, then maybe we’ll grow more appreciative of not only the day itself, but of everything around us. It’s a very “stop and smell the roses” kind of attitude, but it makes a lot of sense. Don’t panic, things will always work out, especially if you can plug away and gain some progress. Be determined, and be positive. And if there are certain things you need help with, never be afraid to ask.
When I was younger, I couldn’t wait to be older. Now that I am, I often long for simpler times when I was 12. However, there would be a number of things I would not have experienced.
I know this has sounded like a rather cliche post, all positive vibes and such. I guess I needed a little bit of that right now considering I’ll be moving to Humboldt in the next couple of weeks. Which does lead into the next thing I’ve learned. Each move is an opportunity. Each new chapter is a chance to learn something new. You just have to approach it with a good sense of self and a lot of determination. Always be open and willing to change. A lack of change can end up forcing one to end up in the same rut, which is the opposite of progress and even the antithesis of happiness.