Look at yourself…it’s time

Trifecta Prompt Week 68 – TIME
The definitions to be used are – 3a : an appointed, fixed, or customary moment or hour for something to happen, begin, or end or  b : an opportune or suitable moment —often used in the phrase about time.

I have omitted questions marks as I thought that would spoil the rhythm in reading.

It’s Time

Think of how you have lived your life.  Are you happy. Have you wished for better, for less, for more. Have you given yourself a break from the pressures of friends, family, colleagues, the everyday rut and yes even yourself.

In all that you have, want, take and give are you satisfied with how your life has unfolded, are there dreams that you cling too, keep hold of them. Are you fulfilled, satisfied with you. Whatever your age, race, education, or background, are you content.

Mindful that you share this life not only with yourself but with countless others. Life will occasionally get the better of you and you will experience moments when you simply feel like giving up. Easier to walk away than confront, easier to stay silent than cause conflict, or heartache. Yet life as you know, will also bring you great happiness and tears of joy.

Everyone of us so complex. Your birth was the beginning of you. Your personality shaped inside the womb. How you live, how you wish to be treated and have others treat you is your own doing. You love, you hate, you smile, you cry. You will be sad, angry, you will be hurt, you will hurt. Savour every minute from the moment you are born till the moment you die.

Your life, one chance.
Give freely of ‘you’ to those you know and love but never let ‘you’ disappear.
You are special, unique.
Enjoy who you love, have loved, but also love yourself.
Write that novel, paint that picture.
Expand, explore your mind.
For time is too short, do not let it pass easily.
Show those that you love, how much you cherish them.
Take time each day for that phone call, for that visit to those you know are missing you.
Tell your children, your parents and those you care about that you love them.
Say you’re sorry or forgive me, or can you understand how I feel right now.

…….perhaps it’s time you stopped to smell the roses.

Tonight It’s Me Evolving

Written before reading other submissions.   For Trifecta    

Want and Wishing

Inspired from a comment on irish katie by wilddesirechats

Below is wilddesirechats comment. I thank you for allowing me to use your words.
Wanting is a natural thing. It’s called ‘heart’s desires’. And you should never stop wanting for something, because then the flame will burn out.

This is from those words.

Want, as natural as breath itself
the longing for life’s wishes
not materialistic but for other
heart desires

Want, should never be forgotten
or left alone like the last
single flower in bloom
but opened and expressed

Want, to dream or believe we
can do, open minds and seek
our goal is to surely run along the path
not walk, encourage our dreams

Want, family, friendships, happiness
to carry love in our hearts
health in our bodies
and peace in our mind

Want, like smouldering embers
in the fire needs to be
sustained for if we relinquish it
like the flame it will slowly die

Want, like flowers have thirst
like fires need flame
or food for our hunger
needs to be quenched

Want, if we let it die, what do we have left
no eagerness to branch out with minds
slowly, like the flower, parts of us
like petals would fall away

float to the ground unnoticed

Running to love

Soft smile
I saw you
walking
down the road
hands in pockets
belted jeans

to surround you
to hold you
to stare at you
once more
I walked towards

the smile you returned
your eyes twinkling blue
the dimple on your chin
it is you
it is you

I ran towards the love
I knew to utter simple
words of missed you

The emptiness I had
held inside no longer
did I have to hide

The yearning to clear
a saddened heart
to wrap my arms around
your arms

where did you go
where did you go

To feel your hand
upon my cheek
your fingers
outline my jaw

your eyes of blue
that smiled at me
how could you
let me go

I ran my feet
not touching ground
to be in your embrace
to share the dreams

we left behind
a love I knew
couldn’t be replaced

I’ve cried so many tears
waiting for you
I ran chased by the devil
into your chest

your arms
your heart

Your breath upon my lips
our eyes closed
our fingers trace
our cheeks

but you fade
I ran right through you
the cloud has reappeared
I stop, look back
you aren’t here
this is what I feared

I buried you
2 years ago
I buried you

where did you go
where did you go

Live Your Dream – Tired, Grumpy and Happy all in the one day.

TIRED – Last night and into the wee small hours of this morning began the tossing of my body around the bed with my brain not switching off. I lay there “SLEEP” you idiot just SLEEP! How hard is it? You are tired, your eyes are closed but you know that, however you are looking from behind those closed lids and, hoping that your eye balls had another curtain you could just close shut and darkness prevail.

This went on till 4am before the alarm buzzed it’s merry tune at 6.15. 

GRUMPY – Up I struggled into the shower for the morning routine of getting ready for work. Today was a day I was dreading and also happy about. I was going to resign after 2 years. The day was a complete struggle – the deed was done in the afternoon – I told my boss. 

Homeward bound my stomach was still in knots. I have a new job – I shouldn’t be stressing so.

HAPPY – Finally after years of writing and presenting my Memoir to various Publishers (only to be knocked back – though I wrote with warmth, humour and from the heart they would say) I decided to hell with the vanity – self promote I say! After all I wrote my story not to get rich but to see that someone wanted to buy my story to read. Was interested in seeing what I had to say, read my words that I had painstakingly written and re written over and over again. To see my story on Amazon and Lulu (yes a self promoting plug) was truly amazing. Words cannot describe. I DID THAT!!!! 

So for all those that blog/post/scribble on note pads/type madly on their keyboards – I say live your dream – put it out there whatever way you can. We are writers, we are souls that want our readers to absorb our words no matter what forum we choose. I ended the day happy.

**My Memoir The Empty Nest A Mother’s Hidden Grief is now available through Amazon and Lulu (J M Kadane)**

I thank you