Sometimes life seems as fleeting as dandelion fluff blowing in the wind. I know I am not the only one who feels this.
Recently I found a handwritten piece from July 7, 2009 and it mirrors my feelings in March, 2017. Life moves too fast to grasp. It all matters but it all moves so fast that one is left sorting it all out.
Here is what I wrote in 2009. I don't remember where I was, why it is handwritten, why I found it years later tucked into a notebook but the words were true and right then and they still resonate.
July 27, 2009 It is truly foolish to long for the impossible, to grieve, to weep because I long for what is not possible. But in my secret self, in my eternal soul, I pray, "Please God, let me capture one exquisite millisecond of time and hold it, cup it in the palms of my hands.
And then Lord of all time, Alpha and Omega, let me open my palms a fraction and view that millisecond over and over until I am finally able to let it free to vanish into your time where it will always be present.
But shall you grant that prayer, and you could because nothing is impossible for you, my all perfect, all compassionate, all understanding, all loving, all wise God, please do not ask me to choose what single millisecond to place into my cupped palms.
I could not choose from the thousands upon thousands of wonderful joyful memories or even out of the almost countless sorrowful ones.I cannot choose. I can only thank you for all of my life. You have blessed me beyond my comprehension, past the borders of my memory, beyond this minute, past the end of my days.
I am profoundly, humbly grateful. In sorrow, in joy, in all moods and in all times, I am grateful. Thank you God of all."