Whatever Time I Have Left
"Whatever time I have left"...a heavy thought indeed. Not because I am dying -- though we are all dying -- but because there is still so much to be done, so much life to be lived and love to be shared. Time is passing much too quickly -- the month of January is nearly half gone and before you know it, we'll be sitting at the end of 2020 and wondering how it passed so quickly when we were determined to make the most of each day and do everything in our power to slow its progression. Time is short. I'm getting older. So are you. Opportunities to do good are ours every day, but do we make the most of them? When I get to the end of my life, this year, this day -- will I regret the things I didn't do, the love I didn't express, and the time I didn't take just to stop and smell the roses? Or will I lay my head on the pillow satisfied that I did the best I could and lived with a sense of purpose and balance? There are too many distractions competing fo