Time is one of the most precious gifts we have. How we use it, it’s always up to us but time waits for no man. I have also lived by the saying time is money since my primary school days. We always know when we have a lot of time on us, but the dilemma comes when we realise we are running out of time. Sometimes having an hour or a few more minutes towards an event in a lifetime to prepare for an occasion can be a scary moment. I have witnessed a couple of moments were classmates have panicked in the last few hours to an exam and some even ended up having panic attacks, thank God I haven’t had one ever, or to be modest let’s say yet( am smiling to myself) only because me and my younger sister often resisted smiling or laughing at anyone who got bad luck with fear it would come upon us to as a curse for laughing. I feel ashamed to say I don’t care now coz I think we all somehow have the power to control what happens in our lives.
Imagine that last hour towards your wedding, towards seeing your long-distance lover, towards giving birth, towards winning that gold medal, towards proposing to your fiancé, towards going for that job interview, towards the game, to wake up. So many thoughts constantly run through our minds, when the time is slowly running out on us.
I once had a close friend who was a school teacher years ago, we all know that kind of friend who means the world to us but nothing beyond. But of course, it’s always misinterpreted differently when you are a lot closer. That last hour on the early morning of when his partner decided to come home and let my mother know, okay let’s say report because that was her intension was the scariest moment of my life. So many things went through my mind those last few minutes when I knew she was coming through our gate, my God! I had had mental rehearsals about this moment as she had often threatened to some many times, this time she wasn’t turning back. I was nervous, I was scared, I was shaking, I walked out of the house filled with fear to check if she had turned up and she had indeed. I thought of one hundred things I would have done to stop her but I was frozen in the mind full of disbelief that the moment she had threatened of for so many days was moments away from coming to pass. I had no energy left anymore to explain that we weren’t as close as she thought because I had tired myself out explaining to her on a couple of occasions…whatever happened after that…its worse than I can write so will leave that for some other day when I get the courage. But I still wonder now what I could have done then to stop it, but I was only a young girl still in school… Don’t judge me you as if you have always told your parents of all your friends and relationships. And just like you, I hadn’t because there was nothing apart from a genuine friendship. On that occasion I didn’t succeeded, I had suspected the moment was coming for days and I didn’t prepare for it but in my defence, I was only a child.
That last hour towards a moment could be the difference between our success and failure, at times people give up with in this time because they think its too late or maybe they are overwhelmed with fear of knowing what the outcome is going to be. But like I said we are human and somehow, we have the power. Good preparation could be one of the ways we could avoid living in fear during the last hour and instead look forward to what the outcomes must be. we need to be brave, deal with the challenges, attack life without fear, take risks, live without regrets and even when we have one more hour, let’s stay calm and trust in our abilities. And maybe sometimes let nature take its course.