Time is a Precious Gift

I was going through some old files on my computer today and I came across several home videos.  They were all of me and some friends laughing and having a good time, so I decided to watch them and reminisce about the fun we used to have.  After getting sucked into an hour of watching 5 familiar teenage girls goofing off, I looked at the date stamp and was shocked by what I saw.  The videos were all from three years ago and here I was thinking they were from last summer.

I scanned through the videos again and realized a few things I hadn’t noticed the first time I watched them.  First, we were all a good six inches shorter than we are now, and second, nothing seemed to be bothering us.  There was nothing complicated going on in our lives.  There were no big decisions to make, no drama with boys or friends, and no one forcing us to grow up.  Life was simple.

It’s funny how three years can change so much.  We are different people today, both physically and mentally.  The worst part is, we have all grown apart.  Not because of some terrible fight, but because everything is changing so fast and life was leading us all in separate directions.

I really do wish I could go back to that time.  Get all my old friends back and find a way to keep us all together.  But, the more I think about it, there’s no taking back the past.  I can’t change the course of events, and I need to live with them because they happened for a reason.  They helped me to realize time is a precious gift, but it moves fast, forcing us to lose some things, but only when we are ready to lose them.

Those friends were a gift, but they have come and gone now.  New friends will soon take their place,and this time I will savor the time I have with them, because soon they will be gone, too.

 

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