All The Time

This time of year is tends to lean toward darkness for some. I’m no stranger to that. This will be my second Christmas alone, and I know that solitude has a way of amplifying despair. I just want to leave you with an ember of hope to carry with you through whatever shadows might descend onto your path this season. Just a reminder to be mindful of time. Not that “in a rush” “last minute” kind of time, but rather that we all have a finish line we’re running toward so how we spend our time matters. Truly, it’s the only currency worth anything, and who we spend it with can either elevate us or drag us down. Your time should be shared with the people who lift you up, and not the people who hold you back. The poem of the month is about time. As we close out the chapter on 2019 I’d just like to wish you all the very best time in 2020 and beyond.