Wow! Can't believe I am returning to my page here after nearly 7 months. 7 months.....7 -whole - months! My o my...where did that time fly? And its not like I haven't thought about coming here all these months or I have lost my enthusiasm for writing....it simply hasn't got around to happening. But why? Why should it take me 7 months to get around to doing something I once simply assumed? When I asked myself this question and took an objective look at my life, I realized that this strange 'flight of time', isn't just limited to me not being able to return to my blog as often as I would want to.....it in fact risks becoming a way of life.
My mumma and papa who I used to be with all the time before I left home; now.....well now if I am able to catch them on skype for 10 minutes every day, I feel lucky.
My closest friends who I used to hang out with all the time, and as if that wasn't enough, I spent the rest of my hours talking to them over the phone, now I get to speak with them 2ice a year: once when they call me on my birthday and once when I call them for theirs. Yes we do stay connected on 'Whatsapp' and all that, but is that really being 'connected'?
My brothers and sisters who I would call every now and then, have now migrated to Whatsapp too, with occasional calls once in a blue moon. Some are so entangled in their lives that they don't even have time to reply to a Whatsapp message.
I mean, the situation is so ridiculous, I go to bed extremely tired every night thinking about the caterer who did a great job at my son's first birthday party and who I promised to send a testimonial to at some point. 5 months have passed since and I still go to bed with a guilty conscience of not having fulfilled that promise yet. I know it most definitely will be the next thing I will do after writing this post as I would never make a promise I cannot keep but still. Why should it take so long?
You get the picture.....time is 'flying away' and with it, life is too. I am 31 (you may close your dropped jaw now...women do share their real age! :D ) and I still feel it was only a couple of years ago that I celebrated my 13th birthday with so much enthusiasm in knowing I am getting older, not realizing that getting older has nothing to do with getting wiser! I am happy where I am today and yet that abundance of time that I took so much for granted at 13, I don't anymore at 31! Its a whole different perspective. If I ever manage to have any time at hand, there's already a mental or real time list staring at my face waiting to be ticked off. And my sleep....oh my dear sleep.....what a fool you've made of me all these years. Thank God for my son who made me realise I didn't ever need so much of you in the first place! I sometimes find myself trying to calculate how much time I have actually used up on sleeping away to glory in life, which I could have really done with today - if only I could have it back!
Naah....life doesn't work that way!! Remember what good old Forrest Gump's mum once said,'You've gotta do the best with what God gave you!' This surely applies to time as well. You gotta do the best you can with the limited amount of time that you have & prioritise.
Yes, prioritising is really important. However, if we keep prioritising & ticking off that ever so fertile & prospering list in a loop all the time, then what is likely to happen is this. Hours will turn into days which will then turn into weeks and they in turn will turn into months, years, decades & a century if you're really lucky (but don't push your luck too far trying for 2 !! :P) !
What I therefore think is important is, to stop, breathe & look around. Just pause and you will soon observe that everyone else around you is caught in the madness of this loop as well. Waking up, getting ready for work, getting the kids ready, dropping them off, attending work and meetings, coming back, having dinner and calling it a day and snoring away to glory till you're forced to rise to the very familiar and very unsolicited noise of that alarm bell ringing early morning (which you finally get around to switching off after hitting the snooze button 5 times!). This has got to be mere existence my friend....this most definitely isn't life!
However, in spite of this seemingly everlasting monotony of existence, there will be something that truly makes you feel alive. It could be just one hobby or a whole list of things and/or people. Find out what that is or who they are that touch your heart and find its/ their way into your soul making you realise you really aren't a robo cop that you are so caught up in thinking you are - you were meant to be and are a human being with a brain....but also a heart! Make sure you incorporate them into your priority list often enough for you to truly feel the difference between living and existing. Be kind to yourself....the list will live for as long as you will....be its author and own it - don't let it tell you what to do every single time.
Don't exist.....LIVE! <3 br="">
:)
My mumma and papa who I used to be with all the time before I left home; now.....well now if I am able to catch them on skype for 10 minutes every day, I feel lucky.
My closest friends who I used to hang out with all the time, and as if that wasn't enough, I spent the rest of my hours talking to them over the phone, now I get to speak with them 2ice a year: once when they call me on my birthday and once when I call them for theirs. Yes we do stay connected on 'Whatsapp' and all that, but is that really being 'connected'?
My brothers and sisters who I would call every now and then, have now migrated to Whatsapp too, with occasional calls once in a blue moon. Some are so entangled in their lives that they don't even have time to reply to a Whatsapp message.
I mean, the situation is so ridiculous, I go to bed extremely tired every night thinking about the caterer who did a great job at my son's first birthday party and who I promised to send a testimonial to at some point. 5 months have passed since and I still go to bed with a guilty conscience of not having fulfilled that promise yet. I know it most definitely will be the next thing I will do after writing this post as I would never make a promise I cannot keep but still. Why should it take so long?
You get the picture.....time is 'flying away' and with it, life is too. I am 31 (you may close your dropped jaw now...women do share their real age! :D ) and I still feel it was only a couple of years ago that I celebrated my 13th birthday with so much enthusiasm in knowing I am getting older, not realizing that getting older has nothing to do with getting wiser! I am happy where I am today and yet that abundance of time that I took so much for granted at 13, I don't anymore at 31! Its a whole different perspective. If I ever manage to have any time at hand, there's already a mental or real time list staring at my face waiting to be ticked off. And my sleep....oh my dear sleep.....what a fool you've made of me all these years. Thank God for my son who made me realise I didn't ever need so much of you in the first place! I sometimes find myself trying to calculate how much time I have actually used up on sleeping away to glory in life, which I could have really done with today - if only I could have it back!
Naah....life doesn't work that way!! Remember what good old Forrest Gump's mum once said,'You've gotta do the best with what God gave you!' This surely applies to time as well. You gotta do the best you can with the limited amount of time that you have & prioritise.
Yes, prioritising is really important. However, if we keep prioritising & ticking off that ever so fertile & prospering list in a loop all the time, then what is likely to happen is this. Hours will turn into days which will then turn into weeks and they in turn will turn into months, years, decades & a century if you're really lucky (but don't push your luck too far trying for 2 !! :P) !
What I therefore think is important is, to stop, breathe & look around. Just pause and you will soon observe that everyone else around you is caught in the madness of this loop as well. Waking up, getting ready for work, getting the kids ready, dropping them off, attending work and meetings, coming back, having dinner and calling it a day and snoring away to glory till you're forced to rise to the very familiar and very unsolicited noise of that alarm bell ringing early morning (which you finally get around to switching off after hitting the snooze button 5 times!). This has got to be mere existence my friend....this most definitely isn't life!
However, in spite of this seemingly everlasting monotony of existence, there will be something that truly makes you feel alive. It could be just one hobby or a whole list of things and/or people. Find out what that is or who they are that touch your heart and find its/ their way into your soul making you realise you really aren't a robo cop that you are so caught up in thinking you are - you were meant to be and are a human being with a brain....but also a heart! Make sure you incorporate them into your priority list often enough for you to truly feel the difference between living and existing. Be kind to yourself....the list will live for as long as you will....be its author and own it - don't let it tell you what to do every single time.
Don't exist.....LIVE! <3 br="">
:)
