When Time Waved As It Passed Love On The Highway

by Sherry Riter in Love,Self-Development  ,Time

sunshine passing trees open sunroof in carThe fundamental truth is that Time waits for no one. Time doesn’t stop.

But is that really the truth?

I say that belief about Time is a falsehood.

The reality is that Time speeds by when you’re having fun, slows down when you want it to go faster and it completely stops when pain or death appear. Time makes the rules. Time is unfair. Time is unjust. Time never gives you a second chance to go back and do it over. Time is needy. Time is forgetful. Time doesn’t have a boss because Time IS the boss. Time has the last word.

Time has a strange relationship with Love.

When two people fall in love, Time is all over the place…sometimes it goes by too fast and sometimes it drags by too slow. When Love is needy, Time is needier. When Love makes a mistake, Time mocks it. When Love is ignored, Time buries Love in pain and can even kill it.

“Brass shines with constant usage,
a beautiful dress needs wearing,
Leave a house empty, it rots.”
~ Ovid ~

When Love dies, Time continues, but it erases memories in such a way that when you look back, the bad things are smoothed over and mostly only the good things are remembered. Time softens the hurtful memories of Love, but only after a very long time. In the short term, Time allows Love to suffer with remembrance in every nuance of love and a loving memory.

However, Time keeps regret and fear fueled, alert and present at all times. The memories we wish to forget are the ones that Time keeps intact and fresh. Time is selective when it forgives. Love tries to soften Time, but it is a tall order and sometimes impossible.

It has almost been four years since that harrowing ride to the hospital in the ambulance with Alyssa. In reality, it wasn’t a long ride, but for me Time froze as we all drifted in a slow fog. The person I love most in the world was dying behind me in the ambulance and I was powerless to save her.

Time waved as it passed Love on the highway that day. Love desperately wanted Time to help, but it merely mocked reality and kept moving forward with brief frozen moments filled with fear.

Because of that day and the cruel reality of Time since that experience, Love became more important to me. Actually, Love became the most important thing to me. Love was real before, but Love became everything to me. The place in my heart and soul that loves became deeper than the ocean, bigger than the galaxy and stronger than any element known to man.

Unfortunately, all the people on the planet do not feel that depth of emotional love. Actually, when they meet someone with a heart open and filled with that much love, they often mock, ridicule or take advantage of it.

And Time made sure that I have been punished for loving people that much and for keeping my heart vulnerable.

All the attributes of Love…honest, forgiving, unselfishness, open, fun, passionate, warm, patient…are supposed to be good things to embody. I was always told that loving someone completely would bring happiness. Doesn’t Love have the capability of healing all wounds regardless of Time?

Why don’t people realize that we don’t really have that much time to be together and when someone really loves you, it is a gift that can bring more happiness and joy than the heart can hold. Love is precious. Love should be respected, honored and cherished unselfishly. Love is a priceless gift.

Tonight I wish my heart was just a cold, hard, bitter organ that pumped blood throughout my body and rarely felt unselfish enough to love.

Time has been cruel to me and Loving has become my flaw.

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Sherry Riter is also known as The Redhead Riter. Sherry is witty, intelligent and addictive as she writes about cooking, family, marriage, failures, blogging tips, art, humor, inspiration, travel, PTSD and aging. Her goal is to inspire, motivate, educate and to make her audience laugh. Sherry embraces being a redhead and helps others to see the redhead point of view…"In some eras redheads were worshipped while others thought us witches. Personally, I like the former and think every day is 'Love a redhead day!'" She can also be found on Facebook, Google+, Pinterest, StumbleUpon, Linkedin, tweeting as @TheRedheadRiter and you can subscribe to her free blog feed.

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1 Janet March 29, 2014 at 6:35 am

Dear Sherry-

How amazing you are that your spirit is so vast to contain such love. So powerful is your
love that it transcends time.

In spirit, we walk along together. I have also met that foe known as “Time” and it has treated me the same. It has been only recently that I discover there is only love. For me now, I will never allow time to take that away. May that which you hold in your heart for your loved one accompany you throughout each day and may you know that love is with you, beyond all time-



2 Sherry Riter March 29, 2014 at 10:22 am

Thank you Janet.


3 Joan March 29, 2014 at 12:48 pm

Excuse me, Sherry, but time has not been cruel to you. One only has to look at the pictures of you that you have posted on your blog to know that is not true. You are gorgeous. You do not look your age of fifty-one. You look decades younger. And time has passed and healed you of your PTSD. That was the gift of time and your determination and hard work to recover.

And as far as loving has become your flaw that may be true, but it is only true because you choose to love the wrong people. When you choose more wisely, the deep love you long to experience with a soul mate will be reciprocated. And if it is still not reciprocated then enjoy what you have. Enjoy your life and the people who do love you, even if it is not in a romantic way. There are plenty of people who love you and whose lives you have touched by writing your blog. That, my dear friend, is my sermon for the day! 🙂


4 Sherry Riter April 2, 2014 at 10:44 am

Thank you Joan. I DO have wrinkles! I promise! LOL

You said that I “choose to love the wrong people,” and I’m not so sure they are the wrong people. I think love can be wonderful with anyone as long as they both are unselfish and willing to make the union work.

(I know you’re going to disagree. LOL)


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