Time is such a fickle thing. When we are kids we feel time is dragging by, sitting on the curb outside trying to come up with new games to occupy ourselves in the summer heat. I remember sitting in my room in Absam (Austria) and gazing out my window at the side of the mountain. The Nordkette is a steep mountain range with mostly rocky peaks but there was one little spot that my window framed which was grassy with one singular tree toward the top of the steep slope. I remember staring out at that tree dreaming what it would be like to cling on to the grass and climb up toward that tree. How could a tree grow on such an incline? Has there ever been anyone fortunate enough to sit under that tree's shade?
Fast forward to today and I am sitting in my house in the White Mountains of Arizona. Quite a lot has happened since my last blog post - I have graduated nursing school, passed my NCLEX, moved to Arizona from Virginia, married the woman I love, and am working at a hospital as a med/surg RN. It is now that questions of what I truly value have become more important to me, and the more I think about this, the more I realize the things I value are things that are irreplaceable, timeless, and full of memory and emotion. We only have one lifetime here on earth and every day that goes by is a day that we can never re-live. Isn't that both the most beautiful and most daunting part of life? The people I surround myself with, craft memories with, and experience joys as well as hardships with, have become that much more important to me as a result of my reflections.
That is the beautiful thing about building a family with someone you love - all of the memories and experiences crafted will never be in vain, because they will shape a unique family identity, unlike any other, ever before. I am so grateful to have the assurance of not just this lifetime here on earth, but an endless lifetime with the Creator that makes all of these things possible in the first place. A God that builds, a God that cares, a God that sacrificed himself for love. We all need a reason to live, and God has given that to me and my new family for the brief time we get to experience life on this earth.
At the end of the day, what was meaningful and what makes time well spent? It is the only currency that you cannot earn more of, and the only currency where the less you have of it the more value it gains.
For the sake of this blog and documenting my time over the years in photos, here is a summary of meaningful events in my life in the past couple years (most recent to just before my last post):
Summer 2020:





























