I think the Rolling Stones had it right in 1974 when they recorded those words on their album It's Only Rock 'n' Roll.
Time...it drives us crazy. Too little for the things we like. Too much for the things we dislike. And, always a tinge of guilt for not using it as wisely as we could have.
Summer took such a long time to arrive on The Palouse, I feel a bit panicked trying to squeeze in everything I hoped to do this season before (yeek!) it's over! Do you relate?
Sometimes, you anticipate something and time just seems to drip, drip, drip by...the proverbial 'watched pot', it taunts us. Other times, it races by so quickly that all you see is a blur of the very thing you wanted to savor. I'm convinced it's one of life's ironies - right up there with the fact that when we're young we think we know everything, only to realize the older we get that we really know nothing much at all.
As for me, being in the moment has never been my strong point. I'm prone to look back, lamenting something I think I could have done better - or to look forward, anxious about the future. Rarely, if ever, am I just content in the now.
James M. Barrie, the creator of Peter Pan said, “ You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.”
Maybe in the end, that's really the secret of time's mystery. Because it moves with or without us—ready or not—it can never be fully mastered. What may have quietly receded into the recesses of our memory as mundane becomes a talisman in our past that slipped through our fingers.
Perhaps time is precious precisely because it's fleeting. In all it's aggravating and beguiling ways, time, indeed, waits for no one...not even the Rolling Stones.
So, as July slips into August, here's hoping time's on your side.
-The Grocer's Wife