There is a group chat between me and my church friends, and it is one of the best things to ever have happened to me since portable phone chargers. I have learned that there are only a few things better than a bunch of Presbyterians sending dumb photos of ourselves to each other, talking about how we would so rather be back at camp, and enjoying the fact that there is never a dull moment.
But some of our discussions have also left little footprints in my mind. The other night, we were talking about how time seems to fly right past us. It felt like just yesterday we were walking through the doors to start our first day of high school. But then summer came and people left, and in 3 years we will be off in a place far away from home.
I wish I could stop time. Or at least slow it down. But time is running along, holding our hand and dragging us down the road.
Is this time flying by because I am not living in the moment? Or because I am not appreciating the time I am given?
To me, living in the moment is being conscious and mindful of life as it happens. But, I don’t believe that being mindful is the only way to enjoy life to the fullest extent. There is a difference between mindfulness and appreciation; although they are connected. Being aware of your surroundings and submersions is what makes us present. Yet despite consciousness, time stills pulls us down the road.
Appreciation for the moments we are given, for what we get to experience, and for the people we get to love is what allows us to walk humbly with time, instead of chasing after it.
I once feared time so much that the simple thought of the future sent me into a cycle of confusion, frustration, and pain. It dragged me down the road, forcing me to chase after it, even long after I ran out air.
But despite time’s stubborn head and tight grip, I wanted to thank it for pulling me and refusing to let go. Because even though I was living in each moment, I wasn’t admiring what they had to offer.
I hope that my ideas inspire you to accomplish whatever you need to.
Love, Valerie x