Inspired by Time

Another year has passed. I was once told that the older you get, the faster time goes, and it does seem to be true. What they failed to mention was how much more we carry with us as time passes. The memories, the love, the loss.

As we celebrate each new year and look forward, there is the reminder that not all the people we love will be continuing this journey with us. As we celebrate their transition, we mourn their loss and learn to go on without them.

Can anyone accurately portray the pain that comes with the death of a loved one? The moment when you realize that heartache isn’t an emotion but a real physical response that takes your breath away. The constant weight of disbelief that follows us as we go through the motions of living without someone who was part of our own heart.

Time heals. Time sooths. Time releases. Time forgets, and it remembers.

We are all given time, the same number of hours in a day. What we don’t get is the same number of years.  I often wished for more minutes in my hours, but now I wish to live the minutes I have left. To make the time I have left worth remembering and to honor the memory of those who’s time was cut short.

The inspiration for my first novel was the realization that an entire family that I loved was gone, over a period of ten years, all of them had passed away. Time had passed and taken them with it. Who will remember them? As time passes how can their story be told?

This is Anna Inspired