WISHING YOUR LIFE AWAY

So many of us, during our working lives, wish for the weekdays to hurry by, to get to the weekend; we wish for the time to pass quickly when some dreaded medical procedure will be over, or some other anxiety producing or very boring event will cease. While I have prided myself that I don't live in the past, I realize I have spent too much time 'wishing my life away'.

It is not a problem that I have given up activities that are beyond my bodily strength or endurance. I never wanted to climb a mountain anyway. I used to have a professor who advised, "If you feel the urge to climb a mountain, lie down and the urge will pass." And, it always did. Whenever I perceived any 'mountain', I ignored it and did something else. I now realize that it fits with always being aware of one's parameters. If I don't have to do something and I don't want to do it, that is the winning combination. There is always something else to do that includes only one of those criteria.

The only time I really DO wish my days to pass quickly is when I am ill. That doesn't happen too often, but being miserable, confined to bed with weakness, unable to concentrate on reading, achy, head hurting, I stay in bed and do what I have to do to sleep a lot until my immune system takes over and banishes the bugs. I do not suffer waiting well. I wish the time would pass waiting for people to arrive, waiting for the doctor or dentist who never seems on time though I have to hurry to be there not a minute late, or rituals like funerals in churches where I tire of counting lights, icons and bald heads.

Life is good. I need to find a way to stop wishing it away; there is not that much time left!