Time Is A Gift

Time is a gift filled with memories of our lives. We can be grateful for it as our days go on or complain about how there isn’t enough of it. We have a choice to appreciate and love it. And as our lives move forward, we mature with each minute we are given to live it.

But what exactly is time? And why is it so important when it comes to finding and spending it with those we love? Give a part of our life to someone else? Wikipedia defines time as the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present and future, regarded as a whole. I view time somewhat differently. Time signifies a cherished moment spent on a living soul. A bit of our own life given to someone else. A portion of us gifted to another being. It’s beautiful, enriching and above all priceless.

Seldom regretful. Always remembered.

Forever captured in our minds and held eternally in our hearts.

Time is also something you may regret not giving more of to those that once lived and are now in heaven. Time is a reflection of who we are, how we manage our lives and how much time we give to others. Especially after losing someone you love.

A loss helps you reflect…

How often do I spend time with those I love? Do I visit those who need me? Do I cook a meal for someone who’s hungry? Do I call and check up on someone who’s sick? Someone who wants to hear a voice of inspiration? Most importantly, do I prioritize today according to what matters most?

I’m beginning to see how precious and valuable, yet short our lives are. How tiny the hours and days are compared to what eternity offers. How empowering our souls are. How fragile our hearts continue to be as we face life everyday. And losing someone we love teaches us that along with so much more. Tiny life lessons which are handed to us daily in the midst of chaos and our overwhelming schedules.

A loss changes you…

When a human being dies, a part of you dies, too. In a very unique way. A little part of you is broken but a big piece of you is mended. Healed. Transformed into a more appreciative person. A more grateful human being. More in awe of life. The living. The things that matter. More effort is put towards what truly matters. The people we love and the time spent with them. Because ultimately, we can lose it all. Including the ones we love and care so much about.
A loss questions you…

How do we make each day count? Worth living and loving? Give effort to those who breathe? Who need us? Who love us? How do we reach them so they know they are loved? How do we touch their lives? Their hearts? Their souls? Let them know they matter?

By simply being there.

A loss reminds us…

Losing someone leads us to love further. Reach others. Support one another. Provide care and comfort. Love at various depths, despite our differences. Give your time to others. Every day is a gift. A 24 hour road map that leads to destinations of those who need us. 1,440 minutes to touch someone’s heart. Make them smile. Let them know they matter. In any way you can. Help them heal in some way.

Because a healed and happy soul helps us feel alive.

That is how I healed. A portion of someone else’s life was shared with me in my most difficult journey. The healing of my heart after a terrible loss. Those who listened. Supported me. Cried with me. Hugged me. Held me. Acknowledged my pain and loss. Encouraged me to keep living and loving life. They were simply there when I needed them most. Their time was given to me and I am beyond grateful for that.
Many thanks…

For everyone who’s been there along my healing journey, thank you for being there. Your time was a gift and that gift is worth more than anything else in the world. Thank you for your time. Your presence. Your words. Your love. Your hugs. Your encouragement. For simply being you. Just that alone is the best gift for healing a wounded heart.

A heart that lost a sister.

I am forever thankful for having you by my side.

Love you!