Indeed, how time flies. People dream of magical moments, look forward to an event or prepare for an experience; the time comes and no matter whether enticing or troubling, it rolls by eventually. My thoughts drifted along these themes when a few days ago, I had to say byes to a team of colleagues with whom I had spent some eventful weeks of specialized training. Coincidentally, it was also the beginning of December and suddenly the year’s end was in view.
Those two weeks were more than just “doping” people for surgery. In fact it was an engaging twist of meeting people, learning tricks on the job, listening to the varied scientific opinions of others and of course being confronted with attitude (plenty of it). So without much deliberateness, we had gotten quite used to interacting with one another until suddenly it was time to split. Unfortunately, with separation comes the knowing that one may never be in the company of those folks one was dispersing from. Emotions are thence let loose.
A few days before those hugs and the promise to call, I was already looking forward to leaving. Suddenly it felt like I had missed my space, my routines and even my bed - the same stuff that I was happy to get away from only just a couple of weeks before. The lyrics of a certain song about not chasing waterfalls but to stick with the rivers and the lakes one is used to readily come to mind. For as much as one should not be afraid to step out of one’s comfort zone, many a time the adventure anticipated in the unknown may indeed be less juicy than our present experiences.
Taking responsibility for one’s actions also infers making the most of the outcome of those actions. And as I reflect on the year’s end, I am bemused by how much the pieces have combined to make my life’s experience in 2011. In the course of living, one can never be conscientious enough in knowing how time flies.
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