Like Sands Through The Hour Glass

Like Mick Jagger and The Rolling Stones say "Time is on my side, yes it is", so I guess it must be true. But quite often I am not so sure. Sometimes, on the rare occasion when I feel I'm spinning out of control, I would swear that time is against me and it is my enemy. I am sure that I am not alone in feeling this.
In fact, I just bumped into a friend at the grocery who asked "how's your summer going?" Only to quickly add, before I could say anything, "or at least what's left of summer." Which to some can seem like it blew by in a twenty-four hour period.

The fact that I turned forty years of age this past May does not bother me much; except that it means I've been around now for forty years and I feel like that in that time frame I haven't accomplished a lot.
I haven't become a famous writer. In fact, career wise, I haven't been a huge success at much.
I haven't found love; not that long lasting kind that develops into a future partnership. There has been no great story book romance in my life. (Do those exist?) And how am I supposed to find time for that anyway when I can't even get done all of the things that need to get done around the house!

Time does not heal all wounds. I was sick at the age of six, and here we are, thirty-four years later and I still face challenges that are a direct result from that. Here is one of those examples where I think time is against me, because I think others may be thinking in their heads, thirty-four years? Get over it! Maybe that part is only in my head.
And I get so tired sometimes.
Eleven years have passed since my mom's accident, how come she isn't better?
My dad passed away when I was thirteen and I still miss him today, maybe even more than I did then.

Time, I am sure, has affected us all in some way.
Time is a precious, VERY precious, thing; and I think we waste it! I waste it. I'm guilty of losing my own time. Someone once told me "don't worry, we have plenty of time." Ha! This is my rant on time.

But wait a minute. Wait just a minute!

There is a saying that "Time is ours to waste." And perhaps time is ours, to do anything with.
Perhaps time goes by so quickly because we focus on it so much. Maybe not on the surface, but sub-consciously, I think so.
Everybody seems so rushed, and for what, where are we going? I'm not saying that we shouldn't have schedules and keep our appointments, but getting everything done at once is not life altering important. (I need to remind myself of this as well; in fact, I think I'll write that down and post it somewhere) 
Time is time, it goes by the same way everyday. Only we make it fly by, and sometimes that can't be helped, and that's okay.
The two biggest challenges faced when it comes to dealing with time going by is Wasting It and Making Mistakes; and those two can kind of go together on occasion.
#1 I think we scrutinize over wasting time more so than is actually wasted..... and I say this because, maybe, just maybe, nothing that you do in life is really a waste. It affects you. It affects others. No matter how little, no matter how minor, it is significant.
#2 I think this is summed up best in a saying I found. "A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing." Author unknown.

As for me, when I put my ranting aside, I have had a pretty remarkable forty years with great experiences. Accomplishments and non-accomplishments combined, (maybe we need to start looking at everything (right minded) that we do as an accomplishment) I believe I just may be where I am supposed to be. Further successes will come; I just got to be open to all types of success. Perhaps my storybook romance will come as well; but if not, that's okay. "Time is on my side." Not only did Mick say so, I do.
And maybe time isn't supposed to entirely heal wounds.... at least not emotional ones. I have learned so much from my experiences and still continue on a path because of them. And my parents, regardless of where they are in life, still teach me new things.