Haha, I'm listening to my grandson tell riddles to his uncle. This one sticks in my mind. Because aren't we all like ghosts just passing through?
As I pass through, I consider life and how it is going so terribly fast. I'm not at all afraid of ghosts. What I fear is lost opportunity. Every day my prayer is that I will know what's best for me to do each particular day.
I haven't always had this prayer in my heart. But as time slips away, and my children are now the age I was when I had them, as I hear my grandchildren read from riddle books and yell, "Why do you always know the answers???" just as my own little boys used to do, I get a little panicky seeing time pass so quickly right before my eyes.
Because there's still so very much to do. I should quit thinking about ghosts and walls and just passing through, and instead live in the moment, like this--
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This could be me. Thanks for sharing:)
ReplyDeleteHi Gwen, Thanks so much for stopping by. I just found you on Twitter, am now following.
DeleteI know exactly how you feel. The speed of life is frightening.
ReplyDeleteLinda, I used to hear my parents say it-- "the older I get the faster time passes"-- and now I understand exactly what they mean.
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ReplyDeleteI'm quite interested in following this. As you know, I have a great love of family history. As far as I'm concerned our departed and much loved ancestors aren't that far away. There have been many many times when the veil has parted and I've been quite comforted by what I've seen. Way to go, Karen. Keep up the good work!
ReplyDeleteHi Lisa, Thanks for stopping by. Have you thought of setting up a blog with family history themes?
DeleteI had the same feelings this Thanksgiving. I was reminded of our family's past holidays and of those loved ones who were missing. I just try to savor every moment I have!
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