FOR EVERY SEASON
By Barbara Roberts on October 31, 2011
I'm feeling a little rusty these days as I've not been putting my thoughts down on paper or in WordPress. I've written a few songs, but got away from daily blogging and The Quest has been adrift without her captain. I apologize to my shipmates.
I've been rehearsing with my band the song, Turn, Turn, Turn, by The Byrds, and thinking about the many turns that life takes. I've asked the members of the group to provide pictures from their "early years" so that I can put together a video collage and we've all had a good laugh as we looked at the changes in our faces, bodies, hair (or lack of in some cases), clothing, weight, etc., as we've matured over the years.
I look at pictures of my kids and grand kids and realize that I'm on the road or the expressway of life and like the Corvette that zooms by me in the passing zone; the seasons likewise are rapidly going by.
Without realizing it, POOF ! Another year, another decade, another season has passed. Did I even enjoy it? Did I live in the moment? Did I embrace what was going on all around me, or did I merely keep my nose to the grind stone and not observe what was right under my nose? Did I enjoy my childhood? I'm pretty sure I did. Did I discover my identity in my teen years, including the heart ache that comes from self-doubt and insecurities; yet breathlessly yearning for something more with the recognition of my budding womanhood? Partially. Did I realize my talents and set goals for a fantastically exotic and fulfilling life? Well, I had dreams but I was lousy at setting goals. I more or less had visions of what I thought my life would be, but hadn't a clue how to make it happen; so I often found myself flying by the seat of my pants and catching up to the consequences of my choices. I don't think I'm alone here. I envy those who have a plan, stick to it and accomplish almost everything they set out to do. I'm not just referring to the ones who focused on education and career, but those who broke out of the mold, took risks, and created a life beyond the borders of our community. I assume they are now living the fantastically exotic life that I once thought would be mine.
An impatient college dropout, I married young, lived in Germany for a year, crossed the ocean again, moved to the dessert, had two kids and divorced soon after the infamous 7 year anniversary. Another chapter over. POOF! Where did that time go? Then the next many years I spent raising my brood, working my tail off so I could afford a nice life and looking for Mr. Right; whom I did eventually find. POOF! Twenty years gone...was I there?
Childhood memories, scholastic experiences, marriage, the birth of children, the undertaking of new assignments, the passing of beloved parents, discovering ones self as the years unfold are all a progression of this woman's life. I only wish that I had photographed each moment, each precious drop of kindness, every smile, every tear, permanently marking the facets of my experiences and memories to open like a well-worn scrapbook when I need a reminder of what I've gained and learned along the way.
Oh, I know I'm talking like I have amnesia, but sometimes I realize that I've not always been present in my life, and it's been MY life; and now it's more important than ever that I enjoy the seasons that are left, because the other ones are never coming back no matter how many times I click my heels together.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Turn, Turn, Turn....
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