| Story ID: | 5849 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Musings, Essays and Such |
| Location: | caldwell ID USA |
| Year: | 2010 |
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| Story ID: | 5849 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Musings, Essays and Such |
| Location: | caldwell ID USA |
| Year: | 2010 |
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The alarm rang. I slapped the snooze button, rolled over, and snuggled against my wife. Over-and-over, I did the same thing; I slapped the button and rolled back to my love. It was Monday morning. After each ring, I thought, “I wish it was Friday.” How many times have I wished for something in the future? The snow fell, the wind blew, I wished for summer. I was a kid, small and unnoticed. I wished I was older and bigger. Fall came; school started; I wished for the next summer. I was a teen; I wished I was an adult and on my own. Throughout my life, I wished for the future. I wanted the future to be the “Now”. I wanted to be where I thought I was headed. I wanted the life I dreamed of having. The alarm went off again. Instead of hitting the snooze button, I got up. It was Monday. I had a whole new week to explore. I had to go to work, meet new people, take on new challenges, and live my life. I wished away those carefree days of childhood. I had little to worry about back then. I sure do now. I wished away winters with snow to play in. Instead, I grumbled about shoveling it and driving on icy roads. I wished away my school years. I didn’t know my school years would be the best years of my life - learning, meeting new friends, summer vacations and playing. When I was in my 20’s and 30’s, I wished for the days when I could afford the good things in life. I wished away the years, I’m more than halfway through my life now. I’m still not financially stable. I wished away all those years, and I am still not at the place I wished for. I could have enjoyed what I had then, but I wasted it wishing. I know it now. I have a lot to worry about these days, but I am not going to wish it away. I will make it through. I am not going to wish time away again. I can’t afford to. I am going to make every day a Friday and make it summer vacation all year round. My new goal is to stop wishing and start living. Michael T. Smith |