“Time after time, I tell myself that I’m so lucky to be loving you.” Rod Stewart’s lyrics drifted ethereally in the air. The word “Time” became caught in my mind and played repeatedly. It made me question my existence.

What had I accomplished with my time on earth? Was my signature emblazoned in huge letters in the sky for all to see? Was I important? Did I have a place in the universe? No Oscar adorned the mantelpiece, I had not written a marvellous best seller, won the Nobel Peace Prize, found a cure for cancer, or fought against Covid-19. Was it enough to be happily married, bring children and grandchildren into the world? Propagating the earth, was that a means of leaving a legacy? 

Once I had thought that we were put on earth to help each other. Yet was this enough? Had I helped my fellow men in some way, in some miniscule way?  Some infinitesimally miniscule way? 

As I grew older time speeded up and yet….? The sand grains of time were falling at a dizzy speed and I felt that I too was tumbling towards death. 

Where had these bleak thoughts come from? Enough! I needed to live in the present. My husband stole up hugging me from behind and I realised that I had not accomplished anything earth shattering, but perhaps worth was based also on what you had not done. I had not killed anyone, committed a crime or broken the Ten Commandments. In a little way, I had done my modest part for Mother Earth. Conservatively I had used energy, rode a bike rather than a car, composted and enthusiastically followed the Three Rs- Reduce, Reuse and Recycle. So was this enough – to love my husband and practice conservation? It was enough for me, I thought as I smiled and hung clothes on the line. 

“Time after time, I tell myself that I’m so lucky to be loving you.”

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
7 months ago

Your story is very relatable. I suddenly stopped and started thinking while reading your story. I know most of us also ask ourselves those questions.Great story, Margarida.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
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7 months ago

You’re most welcome, Margarida.

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Sandra OReilly
Sandra OReilly(@sandra-oreilly)
7 months ago

This was lovely. I think everyone questions why we are here and what have we achieved at some point in their lives. More as you get older I think! Well done.

Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
7 months ago

I think it’s true, Margarida that as we age we do tend to think more of what we’ve achieved in our lives. I like the way your protagonist has put a spin on it and highlighted what she hasn’t done. I also like her taste in singers! Great story.

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Fuji
Fuji(@fuji)
7 months ago

You’re right, Margarida – sometimes the things we don’t do matter more than the things we do! A nice story.

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Paul Lewthwaite
Paul Lewthwaite(@paul-lewthwaite)
7 months ago

Lovely internal monologue and as someone who has noticed time passing more quickly as the years pass, it’s very relatable. I liked her honest assessment of what she had / had not done and realising that family and living a good life are good legacies.

Dipayan Chakrabarti
Dipayan Chakrabarti(@dipayan-chakrabarti)
6 months ago

The flash fiction is a necklace, studded with dazzling philosophy and ends with serene acceptance of life…..

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Dipayan Chakrabarti
Dipayan Chakrabarti(@dipayan-chakrabarti)
Reply to  Margarida Brei
6 months ago

You’re welcome, Margarida

Piyali Ganguli
Piyali Ganguli(@piyali-ganguli)
6 months ago

What you did is actually big. To love your family is actually very important. Spreading love and harmony is the best one can do on earth. And then you did play a role in conservation as well. Well done! ????

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Henry Vinicio Valerio Madriz
Henry Vinicio Valerio Madriz(@henry-vinicio-valerio-madriz)
6 months ago

Dreams must come true… nice story!

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