Interesting observation today... i attribute it to society and our lack of patience... our need for speed... lack of consideration... a commodity of time... and while these all mean something of the same... here i will begin this diatribe... i was waiting at the stop light today... the scene played out much like this... the cross traffic to which I was waiting had been brought to a halt due to 3 senior aged women...waiting patiently for the walk icon to flash on the stop light... one gentle spirit was with a walker... this was during a busy time of day and frankly on a corner that were you to step off to soon...at this particular corner of town those who are approaching tend to do so with speed... to which you could easily be sent to your reward... these were and had been waiting patiently for the icon signal to change from hand to walk signal... to which upon progression thru the walk lane... albeit a slow and steady pace... they were met with again the held up hand... traffic all around had stopped... to a standstill... and in that moment of standstill another gentle lady approached the walk and began to move through as well... i too believe it was a safety in numbers sort of a moment... regardless... traffic was stopped... dead... now from my perspective... this action was acceptable as the three others had only just made it to center stage... by the time all 4 had traversed the walk and traffic began to move again... the light had gone from green to yellow to red... now here in lies my musing... traffic had become stalled from what was north to south... and once the light had turned to red... not only did the two vehicles that were in the most immediate path of the pedestrians did move forward and onward... but the next 3 vehicles from the north and 1 from the south... this action... while admittedly was possibly out of what one would feel was of no better choice... there was an evident moment of... my time is more valuable than yours... and quite possibly even more valuable than a human life... take a moment and ponder these thoughts...
The memory is a funny being... i see so clearly yesterday... those are the stories we share... our pictures are perfect....full of color... scenes filled with love... life... experience... tasted... treasured... it is part of a bigger picture... i see a life before... when time often stood still just based on a mood... the end of a day... the depth of a moment... captured in time...yet brought to life... through the heart of another... one created in unconditional love... that which brought a light into a world that began dark... story less... distant... misunderstood... yet... as time passed and days of darkness became filled with memories of another day... one who was before a time... who gave an all for the sake of a cause... which unbeknownst to you... your time had not come... yet in the sunrise again on another day... which the heart of this one gave life to another... i for one never felt that truth until I dared to dream... of a small love that would fill a place that was never...
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