Four years have come and gone.
1,460 days have arrived and passed.
Time wasted no time to stand still.
The world just kept turning round.
For 35,040 hours, I’ve missed you.
For 2,102,400 minutes, my heart has ached.
I know you’re in a better place.
I know your pain is no more.
But I wish I could hug you one more time.
I wish I could see your beautiful smile.
Time hasn’t eased the pain,
But it also hasn’t erased the memories.
Those dear moments will keep you alive.
And Grandma, I will always love you.
Time does not yield, much less stop.
It’s always moving
It’s always passing.
Time isn’t something we can hold onto.
It isn’t tangible.
It isn’t reversible.
Time doesn’t tell us how much we’ve been given.
It could be today or tomorrow.
It could be years from now.
Time is a mystery so we should live it like tomorrow might never come.
People come in and out of our lives constantly. Strangers become acquaintances. Acquaintances become friends. Some friends become part of our past, and the cycle begins again.
I spent the greater part of last week catching up with an old friend. Our last words were exchanged in August 2010. Four years later, we have picked up where we left off.
When people first part, we tell each other we will always keep in touch. Days turn into weeks. Weeks turn into months. Months turn into years, and we sometimes fail to just say hello. When reunited, we renew the promise to keep in touch so updated numbers and addresses are exchanged.
I reflect on the passage of time and friendships. Just like many, I’ve successfully failed to send out a simple hello. I believe friendship doesn’t necessarily mean spending time or talking to someone on a day-to-day basis, but four years is far too long.
It’s important to invest time into any relationship. After all, when things are rough, friends help make things better. I’m thankful for my friends, both old and new. We shared a lot of tears and laughter. As I remember this, I will make sure time does not erase those memories. I promise to keep in touch. Will you?