Time is relative, so they say, and I’m beginning to think that may be the case. In the 13 or 14 months since COVID hit, time has both run alarmingly fast and incredibly slow.
Time is relative, and the irony is, there is either too much of it or not enough.
Even before COVID, it seems that time has been erratic.
In a blink of an eye my kids grew up. Adults now, holding down adult jobs, dealing with adult problems. Yet a few days ago when my son, far away in Virginia, was moving house time flew by for him as he dealt with so many problems around his move, but stood still for me while I stayed awake half the night, worrying that he was worrying, stressing that he was stressed.
The more time I use up, the more I’d like to turn the clocks back. Collect up the seconds I wasted. I wish I paid more attention to my kids when they were little, I wish I’d put down the hours of endless planning I did as a teacher and hadn’t let work be the priority over fun, kid rearing, and… well, everything.
When I first moved to America, I lost 5 – or was it 8 years? I gave up work because I wanted to spend more time with the kids, to take time to settle into America, to explore my new life. For the first time in my life, I had time and then I found I didn’t know what to do with it… and then it was gone.
Half a decade or more passed. I was no longer ‘just 40’, but heading to 50 and I had no achievements, reached nor planned any goals, ticked off no bucket list items. All I had were more wrinkles. One day I started to write. It was the first time I had written anything more than a shopping list, and the writing turned into a one hundred-forty-thousand-word story. By the time I finished it, I’d discovered I liked writing; so, a week later, I started another story, and that has been my routine ever since 2014. I had the time, and I now knew how to fill it.
Time Is Relative
Time is relative. Now it is my 50’s running away from me. I cross a divide this year, 56, now 60 is looming. Not that I feel like I’m 56. If it wasn’t for the aches and pains, the menopausal weight gain, and the rather shocking image in the mirror, I’d feel like I was starting my forties. When I was younger, people in their fifties seemed old, and I don’t feel old.
Today, I finished the edits on my next book, and I realized, Flynn and Juliet’s story is about lost time and regret. It’s also an enemies to lovers story, and even though they chose to keep their distance, when fate brought them back together, I think both of them wish they could turn the clocks back. Enemies to Lovers, Forgiving Flynn: Hot Hunks Steamy Romance Collection Book 4 is now available for pre order mybook.to/ForgivingFlynn
The COVID year, has gone both fast and slow. I feel I’ve squandered much of it, yet I’ve also squeezed much into it. Even though I haven’t done as much as I wanted; I haven’t traveled to the places I planned, read the books on my kindle, or written the number of manuscripts I intended, this last year has brought family closer to me. I have learned new skills–photoshop, baking, DIY. I’ve sold a house, fixed up my new one. And I have spent time with my grandkids, while others have missed them. Yet, I’m still alternately wasting time, and not having enough. All too often I am wishing it away or wanting it back. But despite the regularity of the units we measure time in, it ticks by at different rates for all of us. Yet still there is one thing I know. We can’t control time. And we can’t resist it, either. We can’t fast forward, rewind, or bank it. But we can enjoy it, and we can enjoy it more if we don’t feel we have to justify it.
Angela Stevens is an Amazon International Best Selling Author. Her steamy romance novel, Nolan’s Resolution, from the highly popular multi-author series, After Hurricane Nina, hit #1 New Release on Amazon in America, Canada and the UK.
Her 5 book debut series, Hockey Punk, is a sports romance series set around her adopted town near DC and revolves around her favorite sport of ice hockey. Writing in both contemporary romance and contemporary fantasy genres, Angela portrays gritty characters with emotionally charged plots and is not afraid to tackle difficult social issues in her fiction. If you pick up one of her romances, you may have to order an extra supply of tissues, but Angela Stevens will always deliver you a HEA and some smoldering hot scenes to get you there.