Sometimes I feel as though I’ve lived several lives…maybe this is because I’ve survived so many storms. I look back on my life and think what happened to HER? my friends have changed, where I hang out has changed, who I LOVED has changed, where I work has changed, even where I lived....all changed.
I was thinking of my father today, I always compare where I am to where he was at my age and I'm seeing a lot of similarities in the life I live. My father worked so hard that when he was dying he would wake up every morning in the hospital bed saying "I wish I had one more year" or "I just need one more year". He was 81 and had brain cancer. He had projects that weren't finished and relationships that had never been resolved, people he wanted to see but hadn't called and he just needed ONE MORE YEAR. What I've realized now is that sometimes one more minute here or with someone you love and care about wouldn't be enough. Is it time sliding away from you that is the Landslide in the song?
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
I think of how quickly summer passed, how quickly winter comes and I think about how much the 'seasons' of my life mean to me, how every minute mattered. Unlike my father, I find ways to take breaks every now and then but mayber there should be more of them. Scary thought - maybe we stay busy so we don't have to deal with the change at all...
http://animoto.com/play/3m2ecSSZsnYQoLU0Qe7KEQ
The above link is some pics of me at different times of the year. Seasons change, people change - it should be fun not scary!!