Monday December 14 2015  BEST LAID PLANS

Do you ever feel that the more you do the more behind you become?  It especially feels that way the month of December.  For some reason I always fantasize that December will be peaceful and slow, everything accomplished by October, the tree up the Friday after Thanksgiving, and nothing left to do except go to parties and watch Christmas movies.

Once upon a time it was that way.  I kid you not.  But that was way back when…before I owned my own business.  And somehow I am just hoping that it will be that way again.  When?  I do not know.  I think in order for it to happen I would need to start in March.  The surprising thing is, we don’t even do that much anymore in the way of decorating, tree, shopping, or party going.  It just seems to take longer to live.

This reminiscing reminds me of a conversation I had with my newly retired neighbor about 20 or more years ago when he retired from his University of Wisconsin position as a German Professor.  Anne and Hank lived next door when we moved in.  Original builders of their home where they lived until both of them died in their living room, lying in a hospital bed, a few years apart.  When Hank retired I was so envious of all his time and freedom.  I thought it would never come for me.  Oh how wrong I was.  And the scary part is how fast it came.  I asked Hank what he did with all his time.  He looked at me in a jovial way and said, oh you will find out when you are older, it just takes a lot longer to do the same things so you don’t really have that much extra time after all.  Oh my goodness, how right he was!  In order not to frighten the younger generation (if any are reading this blog) I will refrain from expounding on exactly what he meant.  I will just say to you, when it comes, you know what I mean.  And it is not just that it takes longer, but I find that I now have more “things” that need taking care of.  Oh well, it is sort of like you really don’t understand how it feels to have a baby until you have one.  Then you become the expert!

Well, this day just up and danced away from me.  I still can’t (or won’t) say what I did for most of the day so as not to ruin my surprise.  My day is gone now and I have fifteen minutes before I must walk out the door for our Monday rendezvous.  So I will wish all of you well and see what poem I can write in these few moments.

SCATTERED MOMENTS

By Kathleen Martens

December 14, 2015

Scattered moments, here and there

I wish I could collect each one.

All the accumulation of lost time

As between the cracks they fall.

Driving here and driving there

Then waiting for your turn.

And those precious seconds tick by

And never can they be re-earned.

Such a commodity is our time

And we must learn to spend it wisely.

Without becoming too selfish to give

For then our hours are miserly.

Give from the heart the gifts you have

Making this world a better place.

Just make certain you set aside a spell

That you can give without haste.

Each hour you give will come back to you

In abundance of love from others.

Use each hour with great purpose

That your heart will never be smothered.

Time well spent brings satisfaction

To know you have done your best.

Live each day to your fullest.

Let that be your quest.

Well, I guess that sums this blog up.  It took seven minutes to write the above poem.  Will publish but this blog it is not proofed as of yet.  Oh well, NO TIME.

Good night and God bless you!