This is Peanut Butter Brickle. I’ve been writing the blog a lot lately. Because I have a lot to say. When I feel like talking, I talk. When I don’t, I observe. But I’m always learning.
Yesterday, we headed to another waterfall. This one wasn’t known by very many persons. And we found out why when Boy Person started leading us thru the unknown yet again.
But this time, instead of falling down a mountain, we stumbled upon a big operation. No. Not that kind of operation.
We came upon a work area. Apparently, persons like to get sand from the river and then do all kinds of things to clean it and sift it. They pump it. And move it. And move water back into the river. It was loud and weird to be hiking and then all of a sudden, you’re wondering what Boy Person got us into this time.
But he assured us that we needed to be careful but he thought the secret trail continued once we could get past the sand operation. And so we trusted him. And we kept going. It took awhile. But I was very surprised when we found the secret waterfall on the secret trail.
And it was beautiful. The waterfall. Not the sand operation.
The waterfall was a treat. No. Not that kind of treat.
The day seemed to get away from us. That secret trail wasn’t planned.
We didn’t know it would take that long. And I suppose I didn’t expect to learn so much about sand. But I did.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. The days fly by. Do we truly realize that?
Do I know the secret to happiness? No.
But I do know that a day is like a grain of sand. It is small in the time span of our life. But so important.
Some may mine and dig deep for more sand. More time. They wish they had used their sand more wisely. So they try to find extra time. Extra sand.
But none of us can control time. We all lose it.
Time is precious. Time is not guaranteed.
The secret trail to a secret waterfall ended up being more important than anything else we had to do yesterday.
Find your sand today. Don’t let it slip away.
–Peanut Butter Brickle
