I’m not sure how much time I have to finish this post. Sounds ominous doesn’t it, but it’s true. It’s a fact that we are one breath away from eternity.
I wish that I could go back in time and redo much of my life, not all, just parts of it. The parts where I made stupid decisions, and in turn had to live with the consequences. There are some, I guess I won’t call them decisions because that entails thought, these were choices.
Before I was married to the wonderful man I have the pleasure of being with for 38 years, I had only one desire. That desire was to be a wife and a mother. God honored that desire but not before, I foolishly chose to be engaged to three others. Praise the Lord He had my well-being in mind because I would have been one unhappy soul. God’s timing is always perfect.
If I could turn back the clock to when my boys were little, I would have spent more time with them instead of choosing to do dishes or the laundry. I heard it said, those things will always be around, but your children grow up and are gone in a flash. I would have read to them every night not just some nights. I would have taken more walks, played in the park, played more games, but instead I sent them out to play while I took care of other things. As I wrote in the last post, regardless of my should haves, they grew up to be happy, well-mannered, and well-adjusted young men with wonderful memories of their childhood.
Thinking of turning back time is really a waste of time. We all have regrets that can only make us miserable if we dwell on them. Therefore, I’ve made it my quest to spend my time in encouraging young mothers to make memories with their children. Especially a flustered mother of three. I urge them to carry on the good fight, because it will be worth it in the end. Relish every moment and take many mental pictures because time is short, but your memories last a lifetime. At my school is the perfect place to catch a moment with a mother or two.
Another regret of wasted time is looking at what needed to be done tomorrow when today hasn’t been lived yet. I know my calendar is my best friend especially with appointments, but I’m talking about dreaming of that fun filled trip to the beach next weekend, or looking forward to when school is out and I’m off for two months. Wishing the weekend would hurry up and get here. There was always a soccer game Saturday or a football game Friday that kept my gaze in the future. But what about today? Time is passing so quickly and I feel like I haven’t lived half of it.
So before the next breath or two I will live in the moment and relish what I can enjoy and Praise God for each moment he blesses me with.

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