Welcome to my "Spontaneous Metaphor Booth!"
Where does the time go?
Memories are a great reminder of time. A trigger that stops us and demands reflection. A photo, a facebook memory, a discussion with a loved one. It makes us wonder if we’ve wasted time?
My uncle and I were reflecting on the time when I graduated high school. At my graduation party in my parent's backyard, he threw me into our pool. I can remember the playfulness, the laughter and I remember exactly what I was wearing because it was a new outfit for my party. That was 30 years ago. How in the world could that be 30 years ago? My uncle just said, where does the time go?
I really love to work! So it's difficult some times to be mindful and present. It’s an ongoing practice of boundaries, nonnegotiables, mindfulness, and PLAY.
I wish for your time to be chock full of meaningful memories and experiences that make your time rich and not something to manage. Here’s to quality of life.
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