Time in a Bottle, Indeed

This week you may have seen circulating around Facebook this post:

1) Find out the song that was #1 the week you were born.
2) Find that song on YouTube.
3) Post that video on your wall without shame.

Most ironically, it’s my birthday week, more specifically, my birthday DAY, so I decided to search out my birthday week song.

This is what my Google search yielded on YouTube:

The interesting thing about this song, which was written by Jim Croce for his young son and originally released in 1972, is that it was re-released after Croce’s death in September 1973, at the age of 30, in a plane crash. The words are beautiful and sad and seem to foreshadow his short time on Earth.

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with

So, in my 38th year, as I inch towards the forty-mark, rather than lament the passing of time and cringe at the looming four-oh, I will instead cherish the moments I have here. Now.

I will be thankful for my beautiful family, which keeps me laughing and crying. I will be grateful for the limitless love and support of my father. I will continue to remember, with great love and sadness, those whom have passed, especially my mother, but who will be eternally in my heart. I will cherish my friendships and remind myself how fortunate I am to be blessed with the people I have in my life.

Are there moments in time I would like to have back? Naturally. But to save time in a bottle would be to limit our possibilities, our endless potential. To never see our children grow and flourish. To never see another spring bloom into summer. To never know the strength that comes from love and loss. And to never have another birthday? Well, that’s just not something I’m willing to give up just yet.

About Erica

Erica writes with humour and heart about family, #fit40s and living life in the carpool lane. Part-time banker by day and Netflix-addicted-cake-decorator by night, Erica’s in-between time is spent dreaming up ways to ruin her kids’ lives. Obviously.

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4 Comments

  1. Time in a bottle…..sigh! Love your post.

  2. Very well written Erica, you have a lot to be proud of!

    Ren
    xoxo

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