Time is never on sale. Get It While You Can!

One year ago, I drove across town with the boys in blissful ignorance of what the day would bring.

We were on a mission to find post-Thanksgiving donuts to round out our holiday gluttony.

As we passed the lake; I saw that it was on the cusp of solidity, a magical phase that only lasts a few days.

“You guys want to stop and try to break the lake ice?”

“Yahhh!!!!” DSCF4567 A few minutes later we parked, donuts in hand and began a simple activity that could consume our entire day if we let it. DSCF4550 There are no rules, expect to make sure everyone is out of the way of your attempts.  We used stones. DSCF4541 And sticks. DSCF4572 I supervised and walked the shore looking at all the little frozen moments in time.  Absently thinking my dad would get a kick out of them and I should take pictures for him.

He loved bearing witness to nature’s fleeting singularities.

Experiences that you have to seek out or seize when the opportunity arises.  The transitory stages of life and nature that stop for no one. DSCF4566 Like fall leaves becoming winter prisoners and simple sticks encased in frozen light. DSCF4564 DSCF4563 DSCF4555 My parents taught me the importance of being aware of these simple mortal pleasures.  My dad taught me to take pictures of them. DSCF4551 So I did. DSCF4538

I happily clicked away, listening to the squeals of triumph and frustration as the boys continued their work. I felt contentment mixed with urning to share this with everyone back home, settling on snapshots instead.

My feeble attempt to bridge the gap between East and West. It is was futile bid to capture a feeling that will never come again.

The most important things in your life cost nothing but your time and awareness.  The awareness that the chance may never come again.

It cannot be found in any sale.

Later that night after a series of life ultering phone calls; I lay on my living room couch completely anyliated.   Torturing myself with thoughts of all the things I would never have the chance to share with my dad.

He would never taste our summer’s harvest of honey.

He would never met Isis or cuddle with Pele again.

There would be no sharing days ‘North of town’ with the boys.

No more opportunities to be Grandpa Wise man.

The finality of it was crushing.

Perhaps it was fitting the boys where with us.  Reminding me, in no uncertain terms, why I was thousands of miles away from the rest of my family.

To make the memories and pass on the habits that were given to me.

Above all it reaffirmed some basic truths about life.

Take the time to truly be aware of the moment.

Make time with loved ones life’s highest priority.

It is not a complicated thing and there is only so much time for it.

Make the most of every second and never miss a chance to show someone you love them.

Like taking the time to stop and throw rocks at ice.  For no reason other than that we were there together to do it.

Be well!

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