I woke up this morning, struck by the realization that nearly two-thirds of 2024 had slipped away. Suzy and I, so engrossed in our lives, had barely noticed the passage of time. Humans, tied to the Earth’s orbit, measure time by the journey’s around the Sun. But how does God, the creator of time, perceive its passage? Is it tied to the life of a star, or perhaps a celestial body we haven’t yet discovered?
Instead of dwelling on days, months, and years, I’ve decided to focus on the phases of my life. I’m no longer a child,teenager, or young man. I’m independent, still capable of producing novels, enjoying sports and books, and cherishing the moments with my grandchildren.
Today, more than ever, I’m determined to make the most of every moment. The past is gone, the future uncertain, but the present is one hell of a day. September 1, 2024, is an opportunity to live fully, and to experience the beauty and joy of life.
Be sure to get to work on another book. They just get better and better.
Thank you Mary. It means so much to me when you enjoy them. Webb