Time: ‘Does it make you sad to know we will never be kids again?’

 I thought it did. But I think time has worked for me. I think time works for everyone, not against. It’s what you do with your time. 

My senior year of high school I finally found the college I wanted to go to. I had absolutely no idea what I wanted to study, but I know I needed to go. Plus, I would be further away from home (about 2.5 hours) and get away from B.S. 

My relationship with both my mom and dad was not the best. 

Finally I would be free and independent. After college I got my first “big girl” job even further from home. At this point, me and my parents got along and I actually missed them. Some time later I moved back home. 

[That ‘big girl job’ didn’t feel quit right.] 

I moved in with my mom and told her I just needed a year to “regroup”/figure out my life. My plan was to move to California after I hit my year mark. 

One year later, I packed my car to California- I didn’t look back (year 2013). Now eight years later I think about that moment and I feel all sorts of ways- emotional. 

I didn’t realize that nothing would be the same after I packed my car. I didn’t realize how “great” those times were when ‘I was arguing with my brother to turn down Dexter's Laboratory’. He’s now going to be a father.

Time is so precious.

That moment I packed my car, changed the rest of my life. Nothing has been the same since. Time and not getting time back, never occurred to me. 

Things change. People change. And time allows that. 

Time is the most valuable asset you can achieve/acquire. Time is the most valuable gift. Now when I look back I love to reminisce those moments with my mom. The adventurous car rides with my dad. The late nights sitting up with my friends. Reminisce because that was then and this is now. Those moments were the present. I had some of the best. 

When you get older, your responsibilities are more serious. Priorities are much different than they ever were. Time is spent working or working towards a dream (sometimes both). The time with your close people are limited. 

I make sure I am spending my time with the right people. I make sure I don’t get too distracted on the wrong “things”, and stay focused. I am aware of how fast time can pass by. Each day is important to me, even with all this time during quarantine- I make sure to not take advantage. 

Time is much more significant to me than even four years ago. 

I try to not spend so much time in my head, but it’s only human. (Mind is divided into three parts: ego, superego, and id. So, you bet there is going to be some thoughts up there. It’s inevitable.)

If I spend time doubting myself, I will not create enough time outwardly to develop skills and be that person I am working towards. Anytime I spend thinking negatively, I immediately pay attention to that thought and write that thought down. I find what is driving that thought. By doing this, I can clear head space to then move on to my creative head space that’s positive and self driven. 

What is important to me, may not be important to you. 

I spend time focusing on improving areas of my life and advancing rather than comparing. I don’t want to know I spent time wishing I ‘was that’ or ‘wish I had that’. I respect myself and time to think I’m any less than anyone else. Or that I should be in a different place in life.

I spend time lifting myself and others up. I don’t spend time wondering if someone likes me or not. Not everyone will like me and that’s OK. I spend time working on myself, not wishing I could be someone else. I spend time on what matters to me, even if I don’t know what the outcome or end result will be. I spend time trying to find what makes me happy and do those things. 

Time is relative. 

I have grown to know what time is for me and how I want to use it. 

Spending less time feeling bad about random things and instead enjoying life. 

I think of each day as better than the last.

If I do have a shitty day (because c’mon man, we all have em)…I order pizza; watch a movie; listen to music; talk to a friend that is able to hear me vent; run my ass off….anything therapeutic, until it’s a brand new day. 

“Time has a wonderful way of showing us what matters.”