Living By The Minute

Last Wednesday I left work in great anticipation of an extended four day weekend.  Now, in what seems like the blink of an eye, I am back at work in my familiar routines.  Where did the last four days go?  They were good days.  I spent time with my granddaughter, visited my son, and also had some quality leisure time.  I take leisure very seriously.  The movement of time is mostly a perception.  All days have twenty four hours.  Some days, however, seems to move faster while other days seems to move slower.  There is a song by Pete Townshend with a lyric that goes “I love every minute of the day”.  In all honesty I don’t always love every minute of the day.  There are some days and some minutes I truly love while other days and minutes I simply endure.  I do think it is a worthy goal to attempt to love every minute of the day.  Our minutes turn into hours, our hours turn into days, the days turn into weeks and the weeks become years.  When we are not paying attention we suddenly find ourselves ten years down the road of life with little memory of how the time was spent.  If time is too slow and you are bored, it may be time to get up and do something.  If time is too fast you can slow it down by being truly present to the moment.  Time is a gift.  We are not given an unlimited supply.  Much of my current thinking is based on the reality that I have more days behind me than I do in front of me.  I am also haunted by the sudden and unexpected death of a dear friend last year.  Each day time becomes more precious and I try not to waste it.  Wasted time is lost forever.  Pay attention to the minutes of your life and you pay attention to all of your life.  How you live the minutes is how you live your days.  Live well, minute by minute, and when look back you will see an entire life that was lived well.