My Magic Filing Cabinet and The Value of Time

I have a magic filing cabinet. Seriously.

This little 2-drawer filing cabinet holds my life. Every meaningful note or poem I have ever written to myself, along with special cards, letters, drawings, pages torn from magazines – it all gets thrown into this section of the filing cabinet. I know not when I will ever need these snippets from my life, but every so often I dive in to see what little morsels I may have stashed away and long since forgotten about.

And right when I need it most, a random piece of paper will appear out of nowhere. Now the cynics will say that I must have a nearly two-year old who likes to go on destructive rampages throughout the house, scattering papers willy-nilly, but I know better.

Right now, I feel like I am always running out of time. I feel like I am going pell-mell on the treadmill of life. But it’s OK. I’m kind of hitting my stride, but there’s a part of me that’s thinking “Oh God, I really I hope I don’t trip!” – because coming off a treadmill at full speed isn’t going to be pretty!

So miraculously I found a sheet of paper sitting on top of my filing cabinet, with the words of the poem below. Waiting for me. I like it. I like it a lot. And so I am sharing it with you. Maybe there’s a reason that YOU are reading this post today, and maybe this will speak to you as well.

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To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.

To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.

To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize the value of ONE DAY, ask the person who was born on February 29th.

To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.

To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.

To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.

To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.

Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time. And remember that time waits for no one.

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present

Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their heart to us. Show your friends how much you care…..

 

Original author: anonymous

DAY value was added by Peraphon Sophatsathit to complete the chronicles.