Life is about
not wasting any
time spent with
The greatest equity
that we can buy
in our current time
time spent wisely.
Every time this year, like most people, I always take stock in what I’m grateful for…my family, my friends, my health, my life, so on and so forth. But this year, with the passing of two co-workers and a couple of family members and a health scare, I am truly appreciative for what I have.
Every day leading up to Thanksgiving, I’ve been taking stock in what I have and the people who are around me and have never been more cognizant and content with my place in life. There are just days when I can’t help but stop myself in my tracks and smile.
On days like this I always think “Nothing could be more perfect in my life right now. If I could just somehow stop time and live in this moment forever, I’d be totally ecstatic.” A sense of overwhelming joy consumes me and thank God for giving me this occasion to feel this way.
When I was younger, I often took for granted a lot of things in my life and somehow lost sight of what it really meant to be thankful for what I had around me. It was all about “me” and the mere fact that I had many more years ahead just made me concentrate on what might be instead of what might come to pass.
But if I hadn’t had all those missed opportunities, mistakes and regrets then I wouldn’t come to the self-realization of how lucky I am in life. Like that saying goes, “With age, comes wisdom.” And I learned that I needed to enjoy the here and now, accept where I am in life and recognize the people around me that where steadfast in everything I did.
Because of my newfound outlook on life, I preach to my children everyday on acknowledging what they have, to try and not be cavalier on thinking that you have all the time in the world. Time is a commodity that needs to be relished with respect and without regrets.
Today as I am writing this blog, I am in complete shock at the fact that my daughter is turning 16 years old today (AND also at the fact that I’m someone’s dad). I truly cannot believe that my first born child is slowly growing into a young woman. This is the very child whom I cradled in my arms in the wee morning hours trying to get her to sleep.
Yes I know that it’s inevitable, but I’m amazed at how time flew by. It’s as if I’m in a water tube slide and the laws of physics temporarily sped up; all the events that I shared with my daughter were merely subconscious flashbacks appearing before my eyes as I descended to the bottom.
“WOW!!!” is all I can say. To see this strong, intelligent and ambitious girl attaining goals and dreams that I would never dare to do is completely mind-boggling…maybe I’m awed at that fact that I share DNA genes with her. Every day I am surprised at what she is capable of doing and am truly proud.
I guess the whole point of this post is just me reflecting on the past and how I relish my experiences as a parent with my children. I’m not the best parent in the world but I’m definitely not the worst by any means. I’ve made a lot of mistakes along the way and grew as a person, but I feel like I did an okay job.
I look forward toward the future and am anxiously awaiting for my daughter and son to astonish me, whether it be something big or something small. It is because of them that I am inspired to do things and explore things that will surprise them as well. Hopefully along the way I can slow down time and defy the laws of physics to savor every moment.