The Father Christmas Hand Off to Father Time

  I woke up the morning after Christmas, fuzzy brained from a deep sleep, with the memory of a dream. Something to do with Father Time. How, as adults, we should have the option, like kids sitting on Santa’s lap, to sit with Father Time to talk about our coming year’s dreams, and what we want. He should be at the mall sitting in a rocking chair, with one for us pulled up close. None of that scythe and hour-glass business, all scary-like.

Why not? Why not close our eyes and envision Father Time. A kindly person you feel at ease with. Comfortable in taking his hand and sitting for a bit together while talking over the coming year.

You might feel prone to talk about the past, the mistakes you’ve made, what you didn’t accomplish. Father Time will give your hand a little pat and say “let’s talk about going forward, the things you will do, and what you want to do. I’ll help you if you do your part, if you take little steps to begin your new path; you have to do it, not just dream about it. I’ll be holding your hand, and before you know it you will take off flying on your own”; you can do it.

 

Father Christmas photo by Angeline M

Images of Father Time and rocking chairs courtesy of Bing.com

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About Angeline M

Love to travel, read, garden. I am a nurse case manager working in Disease Management. Photos of locations visited are personal file photos.
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2 Responses to The Father Christmas Hand Off to Father Time

  1. Moving forward can be scary but when we share the road, it gets easier. Just a touching post that gives so much inspiration. Thank you. Beautiful.., Happy New Year.,,

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