As I drop my two children off for the last day of school, I feel a lump in my throat. I’m reminded of just how fast time goes by. It seems like only yesterday I was holding a chubby, little baby boy in one arm, and his spunky two year old sister in the other. Now, smiling and waving at me as they walk into their last day of 2nd and 4th grade, is a tall, handsome, almost 8 year-old boy, and his beautiful, still spunky, 10 year old sister. I blinked, and 7 1/2 years are in my rear-view mirror...
"The bad news is, time flies. The good news is, you’re the pilot."
My name is Christie, and I’m training to be a better pilot.
You see, I’ve had a nasty little habit in my life; the habit of “waiting for the perfect time.” The problem with waiting for the perfect time is that, for most things, there is no perfect time.
Time does not wait on perfection.
It clicks by, minute by minute, year by year, laughing at all your plans as it carelessly grabs them from the future and tosses them into the past. It stares at you through the eyes of your half- grown children and asks, “where have you been?” It rushes ahead, leaving in its path, only fragments of things you should’ve said, lives you would’ve touched, and dreams that could’ve been.
Time is a real hag.
At some point in my life, I started realizing that I didn’t need to wait on the perfect time; I needed to make the perfect time. I needed to turn off the auto-pilot, grab the yoke, and be the captain of my own future.
I make it sound so easy, don’t I? It’s not. I still struggle with time on a daily basis. I did say I was still in training though, right? My point is simply this: don’t wait. The perfect time is whenever you decide it is.
And on that note, I’d like to share with all of you a few recent developments in my life:
I have a lot on my plate, but I’m super excited to see what the future holds! (Please feel free to cheer me on.)
Do I know all of these things are going to work out? No. But I would rather look back at all the things I did, instead of all the things I didn’t. I’d rather pilot my own time and risk getting off course, than cruise through life on auto-pilot. I’d rather try and fail, than not try at all.
I’m making the perfect time.
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