Minutes to Memories

Last night I was pondering what to write. I thought of telling you that a friend of mine who works as a radio morning show host shared my last YouTube video on the radio’s Facebook page and my views shot from 15 to 487 in just a few days. I thought of telling you about my first day substituting (that’s today). It’s great to be back in school and seeing all the familiar faces and some new ones. I asked Crash last night what I should write about today. Naturally, he said something about Minecraft. I’ve been playing a bit with him and he loves when I play too. So much so that he did three chores yesterdays to earn some extra time. But I have no desire to write about Minecraft. We did just finish the fourth book of Harry Potter and we’re all set to watch the movie this weekend.

But then I came into the class I’m subbing for, an English class. Ironic, eh? Then today’s blog was handed to me. Their assignment was to dissect the song “Minutes to Memories” by John Cougar Mellencamp. Have a listen. You’ll thank me.

Imagine getting on bus and taking a seat next to an old man who appears to be sleeping against the window. When the bus begins its journey the old man wakes and begins tell you his life story. His story is a happy one, though full of tidbits that you almost grasp. Friends and family are most important. Money means nothing. A clear conscious will help you sleep at night. Many years later, to late to change the past, you realize the old man you sat next to was your future self trying to tell your younger self the path to happiness. You didn’t understand at the time, so you took the difficult road and now the minutes you spent toiling away are now just memories.

Days turn to minutes and minutes turn to memories. The title of the song itself whispers of time passing us by. All we have is right here, right now. The future hasn’t happened yet. For all we know, the future won’t happen. The past is gone, already happened, just a memory.

Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned

That’s the way of life. How many times have we wanted to do something and never followed through because “life got in the way”. We grow up, get jobs, get married, have kids, pay the bills. Life happens. We can’t change the fact that time is going to pass. We can’t change the fact that one day all we’ll have are memories of the way things used to be. However, we can change how we spend our minutes. We can create memories worth remembering.

Life isn’t about how many minutes you get. Life is about how you use those minutes. Spend your minutes wisely. You’ll never get them back.


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11 thoughts on “Minutes to Memories

  1. I love this post; to be sure, this is a subject that’s been on my mind a lot as of late. I really appreciate how you (and a couple other bloggers here) seem to be on similar wavelengths more often than not.

    Thanks for the link to the song and for the food for thought…

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    • Thanks Antoniusrex! We bloggers often tend to think alike. Someone will write a post that triggers a chain effect of ideas πŸ™‚ You’re quite welcome for the link to the song. I’m familiar with Mellencamp, but I’d never heard that song before. I like to feed minds πŸ™‚


    • We haven’t had a break from it for a while. I used to play with him. But I got so frustrated with it because I’d gather up all this great stuff and level up and then die and have to start over so I quit. I just started playing again. I’m doing better, but I’m about to get too frustrated again. Teaching English is fun. All those books and all that literature and all those literary terms πŸ™‚ Makes me drool.

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  3. Yet again another masterpiece! You are beginning to annoy me now! Haha – Joke! I love what you write and every inspirational pieces has meaning to something. This is so true and I have seen soo many that takes life for granted – money, drugs, etc. Nobody is perfect I know, but I just wish they could hear this song too. & Also Congratulations on your YouTube success too! πŸ™‚

    Thank you so much for linking up with us on #FabFridayPost x

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    • You’re giving me a complex! Now I’ve got to keep delivering πŸ™‚ Thank you for your kind words. They really mean so much. I’ve tossed that word “perfect” around a bit. It could be argued that there is no perfect other those who do the best with what they’ve got. Therefore, we are indeed perfect. Those mistakes are simply part of our perfections πŸ™‚

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