About Time

As time passes by, we often find ourselves fearing change more than anything.  It's not that we fear the change itself, but we hate the fact that we won't be able to recognize something anymore, something that was once familiar.  We come to a point in our lives where we just have to let go of all the things we grew up knowing.  We leave our comfort zones for the sake of finding ourselves.

It's exciting, but it's scary.  We forget that when we come back, time has passed in the places we've left behind too.  It's like that "tree falling in the forest" idea.  If it fell in a far isolated forest then did it really make any noise at all?  So if we leave then we expect time to be passing by just for us, just in the people and places we're interacting with.  We are aging but our parents aren't.  We like to believe these things just so we don't get too scared of ever leaving and missing out on all the small stuff.

It would be easier to stay than to risk all of that wouldn't it? We fear the change that comes with time. We look back at our old pictures and remember how our house used to look like and the bedroom where we used to play and make all our messes.  We remember the way our city looked before all these new buildings came up and architecture suddenly made its boom.  Things were simpler back then.  We grow up and hate the fact that we can't go back.  It will never be the same.  But is that really so bad?  I know years from now I might look back at my pictures from today and will miss the way things are now.  You see each moment in time is special on its own.  You should be able to look in the mirror and embrace that first gray hair or wrinkle forming beneath your eye.  These represent years, months, weeks, days, hours, and seconds that you've spent living.  Let's not take it for granted.  Let's not fear the change around us and realize we are the change itself.  Consider this for a final thought: the same way you feel sad when your surroundings no longer look the same as they once did, your parents look at you with tears in their eyes every time you drive or bring a paycheck home, because sometimes change is good, and sometimes change means we are truly living.  

We are now where we were always meant to be.