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Musings: There's No Beating Time to the Punch

It's cliche and said a whole lot, but sometimes, I wonder if we are really aware of the real deep impact it has on our everyday lives.
Time flies, and it waits for no one. 
Yet, for those who are hurt, who are waiting, who feel helpless, who are trying to get by every day trudging through muddy piles of emotional messes, time stands still.

Time has a mind of its own. It is its own entity. It is the speed skater when we are young and having fun, and a sloth when we're in pain. Nobody tells you about enduring the pain of waiting for something to happen or a negative to change.

When someone you love is in pain, someone you love has been mindlessly taken away from you, when you've just been dumped by your so-you-thought soul mate. It crawls when you're healing physically and emotionally.

There's no magic spell to cast to urge Time to do it your way. The saccharine sweetness of life is often short and every single test of the bitter, long and arduous.

Flipping the script on the hand of cards you've been dealt with is sometimes impossible because not everything is within our control. This is sometimes the reality that we have to deal with.



But we are not powerless.

The question we often ask when in pain is always 'why'. The right question to ask is 'what' and 'how'.
“I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo.
"So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” ― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Know that we all have enough time to do our bidding on earth. If we choose to save the planet, we'll run out of time. But if we decide to do what's important to us, be patient with the most difficult of times, and remain steadfast in putting one foot in front of the other, we're using our time wisely.

That's why it's been said, the most expensive commodity in your life is not gold, neither is it diamonds. It is Time.

Love,
Marsha
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