time

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

- Pink Floyd

This is an antique pocket watch that belonged to my father. I had it tucked away in a jewelry case full of trinkets and personal items I had collected over the years.

One day this past summer, Alison's son T noticed the jewelry case and a storage box in his room. He mentioned them to her, and she told me. So later that day, the four of us spent some time going through the contents of both cases. I had a lot of fun showing them everything, and I think the kids had fun, too.

I try not to live in the past, but this was one time I didn't mind revisiting it. The kids seemed interested in what I showed them, and I think they got a bit of a sense of who I am.

I don't know that we bonded or anything. I think it is going to take more time for that to happen. But still, that was time well spent.

Comments

[Gina]

I revel in moments when friends ask me about my memoirs and memories. It is my personal joy to tell people about my favorite memories and about my father, particularly, as these times are so few and far between and it allows me the chance to recall some positive aspects of the past.

You are so lucky to have your father's pocket watch. They are beautiful, aren't they?

[Susan]

I treasure what I have of my parent's and grandparent's property as well as the family photographs. They are the tangible items of those that have gone that I can still touch.

[The CEO]

I have bonded with you. The kids will surely follow.

[Chris]

Great story. And pictures. Oh, and song! I was just listning to that this morning.