Time is of the Essence…⌛

It’s been said that the older you grow, the faster time passes.  Days become yesterday’s memory and the following day creeps in before us.  An old family friend recently sent old pictures to my Nan in the mail of me when I was maybe four or five.  When I visited my Nan’s today, she shared the pictures and on the back of the picture my Nan had written, “She’s a ham.  She is my everything…” This was in the late eighties and although the picture was a fragment of time caught in the essence of a camera lens, I have continued to grow into an adult and barely remember the memory of the picture being snapped.  However, the sentiment on the back of the picture has carried on with time along with my Nan’s spirits towards her first born granddaughter.

More recently I have come to realize that time and life is brief.  Prior to my cancer diagnosis I was caught in the hustle and bustle, I was a mover and a shaker and barely took a second to stop and relish in the small, intimate and subtle moments that life had to present.  Days came and went and I would shed the day without a pause.

Being a firm believer that our time spent on this earth is to grow, learn, love and observe, I am attempting to take time more seriously; possess each and every moment and inhale the true value of the time I have been blessed with.  Today, I decided to spend the day with my lovely, Nan and we baked the day away.  For anyone who knows me, I am not a domestic goddess, in fact, I am known for being the anti.  However, I wanted to embrace family traditions and experience a little piece of time that my Nan used to spend with her Nan baking traditional English Christmas goodies.  Up to our eyeballs in flour, we prepared the pastry and spent the afternoon making Mince Pies and Sausage Rolls.  With each calling, my Nan explained the directions in layman’s terms, for the non-baker.  By the end of the day, we had successfully created what we had set out to do and they were delicious, to boot.

The most important part of the day was the time well spent, time that went in the blink of an eye, but will forever be a memory in spending it with my Nan.  Now every Holiday Season, I can look back at the first time I baked with my Nan and the laughs we enjoyed in the process.  Time is such a precious gift and I have finally realized to take my time, not to live too fast and the troubles that are here today shall pass.

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Love,

Britt x

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3 thoughts on “Time is of the Essence…⌛

  1. Lovely. What I tell my children, the secret of life is enjoying the passage of time. It doesn’t mean going all out and partying all the time, it doesn’t mean fulfilling a long bucket list of items. It is about embracing what you have in front of you. Since my diagnosis I have very similar feelings about what life brings. Thanks for the post.

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  2. We really did have a great day ,same thing next year !! love you Nan xxx. I have to agree with our Lil our Nan was the best pastry maker xxxx

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