Time is running out for all of us. Everyday our life is getting closer to the end. For some of us our time left on this earth is very short and for others it is comparably longer. It is not the amount of time we have left that is important but what we do with it. We can lay back and worry about dying and fear others who might take our life away from us or we can accept that our time is running out as inevitable and just live life the best we can. The choice is ours.
Too many of my conservative friends seem to be fixated on keeping terrorists out of the country. It is almost their top priority. But the measures they are willing to take to make their fear go away totally overwhelm the benefits of the accomplishment. We are a country of immigrants. Very few of us have ancestors who were here in the beginning.
I personally love variety in life. I love beginning and endings, its the middle part I don’t particularly like. The middle part is the humdrum of life. To me it is the boring part. In my mind if you are not constantly changing then you are not growing.
I know my time on this earth is running out and that the bottom half of my personal hourglass is much fuller than the top. While I am overall at least pretty pleased on how I have used my time on earth, there is also much disappointment in how I wasted so much of it in worrying about the small stuff instead of living it to its fullest. To bad we are not born with the wisdom we often have towards the end…