Time…We always believe we have more than we do, but suddenly, the sand has run out of the hour glass and we are faced with our mortality. For some, the sand flows quickly or suddenly, for others, the sand seems to blow away one grain at a time, but no matter the speed, it seems there’s never enough time.

Never enough time to say I love you. No time to ask forgiveness. We cannot stop to smell the roses, but it’s okay, they’ll be waiting when we have time.

I am a professional procrastinator. I can put things off indefinitely. I will go see my loved one…tomorrow. I will have that adventure…someday. I will do that when I have time. Time!

What steals our time? Work? Duty? The lack of money?

I have been on sick leave for a week now, and I am finding that time has yet to sit still. I have not finished even one project though I have tried. But I have lost a friend, and a cousin just days apart, and I wonder how so much time has gone by yet I couldn’t find the time to visit. How did I miss the chance to spend time with people I cared about? Did I fail to make them a priority? Is that what it means to juggle time, is it putting our loved ones in a place of importance and immediacy? Remembering that we have but a finite number of hours and we should be sure that they are well spent.

Who is on your list? Who do you make time for? You must make the time because if not other things come along and consume it and you are left wondering what happened.