Time in a Bottle- BFF 211
If I could keep time in a bottle I would have given it to my mom who was not ready to die, had so much more she wanted to do, and would have given anything to have more time. In contrast, my dad was more than ready and willing to go because my mom was no longer here and what he desired more than anything else was more time with her. He was never able to fill that gaping void in his heart that she left when she died. I was the one who wanted time in a bottle to spend more time with him!
I would love to be able to have a big room filled with time in bottles. I would use a bottle every time my husband comes home and probably end up spending a fortune. He usually is only home on average 4 days a month. From the time he arrives until the time he leaves time literally flies. There never seems to be enough time together. There are times when he probably is glad to get back on the road and away from us, and I have to admit when he comes home and has a bee up his a$$ and looking for a fight there are times I wish he would have just kept trucking right on by. Unfortunately that is not how life works. You have to take the good with the bad and roll with it. Not everyone is happy every minute of every day. Deep down, I wish he never had to go.
When I look at my kids I wish I had time in bottles so that I could enjoy their being little longer. I hate the thought of them growing up. It seems only yesterday they were babies and now they are both in school. Before I know which end is up they will have grown, transformed into adults, and be off to discover the world and live their own lives as they should.
Unfortunately we can’t save time in a bottle. Time doesn’t stop when someone we love dies. You can’t stop your kids from growing up. One day I will be old and the sands in my own hourglass will be used up. If someone could figure how to do it and sell it, they would make a fortune! Until then I will do my best to enjoy the time that I have until the next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.
I know I wish I could bottle up some times from awhile back in a bottle too...especially when it came to loved ones. Nice post Kathy!
ReplyDeleteJenn, I am so pleased you enjoyed it. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments! ♥
DeleteHoney, time keeps on moving even when we want it slow down, hurry up, cease all together. And finally one day, we look up and say, where did it all go.
ReplyDeleteBrenda, isn't that the truth!! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments! ♥
DeleteTime does fly when you are having fun....my kids were adorable when they were little and I wanted to freeze time. Now they are all grown and most have moved out (ages 25-16) but I have to say I think I am enjoying them even MORE now, because they have become my best friends! There really is a lot to look forward to , I promise!!!!
ReplyDeleteMenopausal Mama, my kids already are my best friends. We seem to grow closer as the years pass. It is all one big adventure! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments! ♥
DeleteI have had many of these same thoughts in my life. I now see that life goes and with it's passing change and some of it is wonderful and some of it, well, not so much. But regardless, time passes and life changes.
ReplyDeleteThe one thing I take from all these years of life passing is that NOW is the magic. Living in it. Loving that I have it. Hugging everyone who needs or wants a hug right now. Saying what I want other's to hear from my heart. The good and the not so good things.
Life really is all about now and good memories to look back on.
Very well done. ♥
Jo, thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments full of wisdom! I am so pleased you enjoyed my post. ♥
DeleteThis touched me so deeply when you explained about your Dad Kathy. My dad passed 10 months after my mother and I just felt that he sat down at the end of every day and just said, "Well, there's another day without Fay." And truly, wouldn't it be lovely to have a magic time bottle where we could capture a few moments and relive them at will? What a joy. Thanks for the pleasant thoughts today.
ReplyDeleteAmy, I found my heart broke a little every time my dad would say something like that. The worse was when he told me not long before he died that if he had the chance to go be her not to keep him here. He had waited 11 years to see her again and he was tired of waiting. I will remember his words, the look on his face with tears in his eyes, and the way he said them until the day I die and finally join them. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments. ♥
DeleteTime goes by so fast. :( Too fast.
ReplyDeleteJoJo, I agree. It literally flies!! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments! ♥
DeleteAnother interesting post, Kathy. I often exclaim about time flying away and realizing how little I've accomplished these days. I always thought that I would certainly be able to get more done around the house when I didn't have to go to the office for 9 or 10 hours a day. But, I'm finding that it takes me longer to do things and I become frustrated with how little I get accomplished.
ReplyDeleteSo, I'm praying each day for more time and energy to do my work. If you find any extra time, please ship it to me. ha!ha!
Betty, time certainly does fly!! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments! ♥
DeleteI have found that with old age comes memories of times gone by. To be able to revisit a time in the past would be wonderful I've often said that I wish I could have just one more day with my parents. It comforts me that I am closer to the end than the beginning because so many who I love have gone on before and I know I will see them again, one bright day...
ReplyDeleteDarlene, I find that comforting too. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments!♥
DeleteI would keep all the same bottles as yours.
ReplyDeleteSandra, thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments! ♥
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