Dr. Meredith Grey once said, “You never think it’s the last time’s
going to be the last time; you think there will be more. You think you have
forever, but you don’t.” Time is such a simple yet complicated concept, isn't it? “The days are long but the years are short.”“Time flies when you’re having fun.”“Lost time is never found again.” Yadda yadda.
The trouble is, we think we have endless amounts of it. We
don’t pick up the phone to call our family members because we don’t have the
time. We don’t make plans with old friends because our schedules don’t
coordinate perfectly. We don’t book flights to visit places we’ve never been
because the timing isn’t just right. We think we’ll do it tomorrow, next week,
next month. Suddenly it’s a year from now and you still haven’t made that phone
call, made that coffee date, made that trip. I took a 4+ hour road trip up to St. Augustine Beach with my
mom this weekend for a quick overnight stay at my grandparents’ house; a trip I
haven’t made in a little over five years (just so I don’t sound like a completely
awful grandchild, they live in North Carolina for six to seven months out of
the year). While it was only a 24 hour trip, I had the best time. We had hot tea on six different occasions, ate seafood on the water,
walked down to the beach at sunset, took the dog for a mile hike in a park, and
watched The Jungle Book before bed. I walked around the house I’d spent so many
summers in, the home they’d beautifully curated together over the years and
thought to myself, “I should make more time for weekends like this.”
We all get busy and we all have our obligations. Life gets
in the way more often than it doesn’t, but if you make time for nothing else,
make time for the ones who love you the most. You’ll never regret that, I
promise.
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