60 seconds=1 minute

60 minutes=1 hour

24 hours=1 day

365 days=1 year

 

Since the day I was born and until this very moment, I would have had 17,624,160 minutes and counting to have made an impact within this world.

…I feel a tingling in my back just thinking about these minutes. The prickling sensation is reminding me that time is of the essence…

I say this because, sad news was delivered this week to my family. Two of my mom’s first cousins passed away, just days from each other. They were brother and sister. He was the eldest brother and she was the younger sister. Now hearing this news, touched my heart in a way that I haven’t felt in a while. Probably since my Grandmother passed away.The essence of time continues to march on leaving behind only memories. Memories of being a little girl at the family reunions, seeing my grandmother smiling and talking with her cousins, nieces, nephews, brothers, sisters, daughters and sons. At the time I was too young to understand the magic that was unfolding; the stories being told and the laughter and love being shared.  But I remember them, alive and well. Hearing them say, “Oouuuu weeee, you look so much like Daisy” or “You’re one of Gerrie’s girls” or my favorite, “give me some sugah!”

The essence of time passes by as tears stain my cheeks and my heart aches wishing for just a brief moment to go back. The essence of time….”Damn you! Can you pause for just a second?! You’re moving too fast!”

But deep down inside, with the prickling sensation in my back, I’m reminded that “Time waits for no man”…

With the essence of time that I have for the next few fleeting moments, I embrace this time to cry and reminisce; I set my intention to connect and share a lovingly expression with my loved ones; I visualize what I hope to transpire in the next 17,624,160 minutes and counting.