If only we could turn back time: Would we make the same choices? Would we have the same aspirations? Would we laugh at the same jokes? Would we nurture our relationships?
I guess knowing that time won't stop, even if we wish it would, makes it all the more precious, especially for those who've lost a lot by not appreciating life's gifts, squandering opportunities and, with them, those people who, once gone, prove to be as essential as dreaming, growing, or loving.
I've never understood why such a debated topic is so often ignored. We constantly talk about the value of time, about how necessary it is to cherish people and good moments, the importance of family, friends, and even partners; but as minutes tick by and years pass, we lose sight of the goals we pursue so diligently. Remembering those moments is like piecing together a puzzle where watching your children grow, landing your dream job, or maintaining a stable, joyful, and lasting relationship are key pieces, free from falsehoods that, like rain, we fear experiencing through a pane of glass.
We glance at the clock, rushed to speed through the moment we're living, and snap pictures of scenes we think are valuable, but which, years later, we can't remember why we captured. We stop visiting our parents and convince ourselves that a phone call is enough. We bear the weight of work to support our homes while our little ones yearn for our warmth and crave moments of play or, simply, conversation. We step outside and upon seeing a park, we think we'll visit soon, but it never happens because our plans arise and fade just as quickly, while our essence slips away with each passing second.
So, I ask you: Do you truly value your time?