Time is horrible; it is wretched. It is a thief, stealing away those we love and cherish, things we have always cared for, and taking away the life that is so short. My little cousin's greatest enemy is time. If she was old enough to truly know what time is doing to her, she would be afraid of time. Every day she grows a little closer to what could be her end, never knowing how long she may have. The cancer growing inside her since the age of two makes every second that goes by into a year’s worth of my time.
And yet, time gives more than anything else. For my cousin, it gives her more appreciation for what she has, and affects me in the same way. It heals her when she has a cold as only time can do. It lets her keep what she loves closer to her than anyone else will ever have the chance.
Time creates limits. It keeps us from doing everything we want to do, because there is simply not enough time. I cannot concentrate on my education while training in multiple sports and perfecting my skill in art and music. I run out of time to do it all. It limits the amount of money that is made in a day, a year, an entire lifetime. Thus, it limits what can be provided for families and the people around us.
Somehow, time also breaks limits. By keeping us from doing everything, it forces us to choose the most important things in our lives. Because we choose, it makes us better at what we have chosen, and breaks the limits and expectations we had for ourselves. It also breaks the limits on what society expects of a person. When time is limited, sometimes the impossible becomes reality for those who are desperate. There are stories of people who, in the most limiting situations suddenly accomplish feats that are not humanly possible.
Time is many things, but it is never something to be forgotten.
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