Time

Intriguing isn't it?  Time goes slowly, it goes fast, it even stands still.  Time changes and can be different in various places in the world at the same time.  It is watched and yet ignored, you can't really see it but it has a face.  Let's not forget that it can be early as well as late and right but also wrong.  You can be paid for your time, and also spend it, you can buy it but still make it!  Some have lots, others have little, some even have all the time in the world whereas others may have no time at all.  So how can this really be?

Let's be honest with ourselves for just one moment - time is just time; 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in and hour, 24 hours in a day and so on, and this will never change.  So why do we stretch it so much, blame it for things and punish it when it is actually one of the few constants we have in our busy lives?  It really is the same for everyone, at all times, we just all treat it differently.

As a child, I spent bedtime with my mother reading books and having puppet shows with cuddly toys, superb stories and lots of laughs.  These were good times, times I will cherish and share when I am a mother.  One of the books we read was called What time is it, when it isn't?  (or that is what I thought it was called).  I loved it, but it was such a long time ago that I can't actually remember much about it at all.  All I do recall is that it appeared to be one huge riddle and that resulted in such fabulous conversation with my mum!  With this in mind, and it being Mothers Day tomorrow, I am going to find time to read it once more if my parents can find it in there gigantic bookcase!  If you know the book I would love to hear from you.

For now though, I am off to bed with a cuppa and wish all the wonderful mothers out there a fantastic day tomorrow!

x x x