Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Haiku: If Only I Had Time

This prompt from One Single Impression came at me two different ways. The first, the immediate, was an aching for more time in a day. The second was an even stronger aching to, if not live forever, at least live long enough.

The fact is I likely do have the time to do what I choose -- or as much as any parent of young children gets to "choose" anything -- on any given day. It's just sometimes what needs to be done gets in the way of what might get done.

Less devoted to
chores and more spent listening
to mindless chatter.

But what means more to me is what I'd do with time if it was in unlimited quantities years from now. And, heck, while I'm wishing for that, I'll wish for reasonably good health for me throughout this imaginary time.

To see your future:
To show my love in person
to whom you'll become.

I'm too old for this gig I have undertaken. I will miss out on far too much of my children's lives. Damn the passage of time.

20 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Time can be beautiful but cruel. It is always up to us to use it as we wish - whenever possible.

Deborah Godin said...

That is the thing about time - or at least about the way we perceive time - that is cannot be got back once it's gone past. Very thoughtful post.

Tara R. said...

It's not so much that I have more to do and need more time, it's that I want the time to see how my kids' lives unwind.

Tumblewords: said...

I feel the urgency in this - nice work!

fourwindshaiga said...

I can understand both views. Two good poems.

D... said...

These will speak to every single mother. I want enough time to be there for all the major events in their lives. I pray God grants both of us that prayer. In good health, of course.

Lori said...

There's never enough time to do it all. The key, I think is to prioritize what's most important, and focus on those things. As if I really listen to my own advice..HA that will be the day.

Bubba's Sis said...

I love love love your second ku!

When my mother was going thru chemotherapy with her first round of breast cancer, she used to pray that she could live to see her children grow up. I so get that, and now I pray it every night as well (altho I am not facing any deadly disease). Fortunately - for her AND for us - she has lived to see us as adults - and to see her grandchildren. I pray that I am that blessed with my time!

SandyCarlson said...

I so hear you! I am praying for a snow day during which I will not push the vacuum but will play checkers with the daughter and have some other kinds of fun.

Thanks for sharing these with OSI. this was a poignant post for me.

Lucy said...

I find myself wishing for good health more and more lately, does that mean we are getting old? I used to only wish to fit in my skinny jeans.

Amias said...

I had my children when I was young, and was blessed to see them into adulthood, but now the shoe is on the other foot, they don't see me as much as I would like now that I am old.

Maggie said...

Sometimes I think we spend too much time in regrets from the past or fears of what may come in the future that we neglet to grab each moment of the present.

Jim said...

Patois, I don't worry about you, you are a big girl taking good care of you and your kiddos. Keep it up, way to go!

Now the haikus. Since you evidently didn't have kids when your were young you don't know what your missed. Those kids might have.
I had four kids when I was young and one when I was much, much, older. I spent a lot more time with the last one and got more involved with her growing up things.

The first ones grew up in a whirlwind because both of us were sooooooo busy making a living and getting ahead. Ahead to what? A divorce and a split family.

So yes, in my book you are spending that time of yours so wisely and efficently. You really never will regret it no matter what you say or how you feel today, you won't be too old to have satisfaction over playing this very important gig.
..

Tammy said...

I LOVE your header! Time goes so fast with our kids. Thoughtful post.

zoya gautam said...

..we are still as the banks and life flows through..many thanks for the lovely poems..

Regina Marie said...

Maybe we just have to capture the momement and do the best in it-

KiteHorse said...

A rich man asked a Zen master to write something down that could encourage the prosperity of his family for years to come. It would be something that the family could cherish for generations. On a large piece of paper, the master wrote, "Father dies, son dies, grandson dies."

The rich man became angry when he saw the master's work. "I asked you to write something down that could bring happiness and prosperity to my family. Why do you give me something depressing like this?"

"If your son should die before you," the master answered, "this would bring unbearable grief to your family. If your grandson should die before your son, this also would bring great sorrow. If your family, generation after generation, disappears in the order I have described, it will be the natural course of life. This is true happiness and prosperity."

Beth P. said...

Hi dear patois--
I really liked your second haiku. It's the one 'wish' for me that still has juice in it--the wish for knowing how it will 'turn out'!

Really enjoyed this. And loved KiteHorse's story.

Thank you--

notallpoppies said...

http://is.gd/ikI3

You might like this - when you are talking about Haikus.

http://is.gd/ikIU

cheers
Lesley

Janet said...

I know what you mean - my kids are 5 and 3. I'm 46. Sometimes I feel it was not fair to them to have them at this age, but then I remember that my father died at 27 when I was 3, so nothing is guaranteed.

Rides to Heaven on a Gyroscope

A couple of months ago, I saw a client I hadn't seen for a number of months. Like more than a dozen people have in the recent past, she ...