When I have been working, have I squandered opportunities to get ahead because I was worrying about getting behind?
When I haven't been working, have I squandered my free hours worrying about when I'd work again?
When my kids were younger, did I squander the playing hours wondering when I could be finished playing make-believe?
As my kids are getting older, have I squandered the real-life conversations with them wishing we could just be playing make-believe?
When I have had engaging work, have I squandered the time focusing too much on today and not enough on the days after today?
When I have had the chance to listen, to understand, to be there--truly
there--have I squandered the chance thinking about being somewhere else?
The days pass quickly, and before I know it, things have changed. Or
they haven't. And those moments in which we could have made a difference
are gone, squandered, perhaps, almost before we realize we have had them.
As I head into a new year, I hope for far less squandering, and much
more discovering. Because there are only so many minutes, so many days. So we may as
well not squander any of them...