Don’t Blink

When I refer to “don’t blink or you’ll miss it” the thing I am thinking about most is life itself. Living our lives.

When I was eight years old, I remember thinking for some reason about the turn of the century. The year 2000. I thought to myself “that’s a lifetime away”. I doubted I would ever live that long. Yet, I blinked…..and there it was. It had arrived in practically no time flat.

I remember thinking in the early 1980’s as I was cleaning up the huge pile of toys laying in the floor back in my three kid’s rooms “I’m gonna be doing this for a long time, because it’ll be forever before these three grow up”. But then I blinked…and they were all grown and moved out on their own, with wives and kids of their own (my grandchildren, who I must admit I love and enjoy more than anything”)

One blink ago I was four…that’s about as far back as I can remember, but at one time I WAS four and then I blinked…..and I’m 71. That’s all it took. Just turned my head and turned back around, and all that time was gone.

My life has been pretty darn good though. If I have regrets, which I do…they would be that I didn’t hug more people and tell them I loved them. What a huge mistake that was. My parents, my brother, my wife and kids and grandchildren. Aunts, Uncles, grandparents and cousins. In not doing enough of that one thing, I’ve probably been deficient. So many things could have been solved, or at least made better by saying “I love you” and giving someone a hug. But….life’s full of things we just “gotta” get done. In the end though, none of those things will have any importance at all.

Not many people will remember how great a worker we were, or how prompt we were getting somewhere, or how good a housekeeper we were. Oh, we will think about those things, but they won’t matter nearly as much as knowing we were loved by those who we loved.

Be careful to have all the really important things done, and don’t worry about what you have to do tomorrow, because you may blink and find your life has gone. That’s how fast life passes you by.

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