Why are we hung up on age? Does age matter? Why don't we count our age by the number of achievements and blessings in our life? Can we not say that our life is a book, and the number of pages in the book resemble the life that we lived, and the stuff that we did. We can be in chapter two of our life, as chapter one was education, and chapter two is working, and so on.
I look at my kids, and see my son (who is 28, married and the wife is expecting a baby in 5 months), my daughter (who is 24, and to be engaged on Friday) and the little one who is movie-holic just like me preparing the film and the munchies so we can watch it together while the others are wrapping the gifts for Friday's party, I also visualise next year when maybe I will be have the little one is pulling the wire off my laptop and playing with my Ipad, at the same time I am thinking does time matter? is it us that over emphasise time? Or is time something that people use as an excuse to avoid doing something or pretend that they have not time to do something?
Us the human beings are wonderful creatures, we do not focus, we procrastinate, we buy lots of watches (other than the ones that were stolen I have 32 watches, some are old so I don't wear them but still keep them in case the style is back in vogue) so we keep the time, but we always miss our appointments (I overslept this morning and reached my appointment 2 hours late), we make it to the airport late but get upset when the flights are delayed, we hate it when people are late for their appointments, and we have two different times (an Arab time and an English time). so we do seem to have a different opinion about time anyway, when it’s in our favour we get happy but we cry when we lose it.
I decided to focus on the time remaining.