I sometimes sit and think about the concept of Time. Within the last year particularly, I have thought so much about where the time has gone regarding my children. I remember many years ago finding myself a single parent of two children under the age of 4, and wondering how I was going to raise them properly on my own, and in my darkest moments, thinking how long a period I had until they turned 18; the distance seemed so dauntingly far at those points. Now I look at my children, 16 and 17, and I literally cannot believe how quickly the years have passed. Nowadays, I wonder if I have enough time left to teach them enough to go out into the world as well-rounded adults and that distance which once seemed so far away is, dauntingly, just around the corner!
Equally, something I’ve found myself saying a lot over the last year is ‘life is short’. This concept has never really been as prominent in my mind as it has recently, due to things like COVID and a couple of personal reasons which I won’t get into right now. I am now so much more aware that my time is precious, and that I don’t want to waste a single moment of it. I consider myself to be a busy person: I like to be active and productive. But even when I’m relaxing, I do that because I choose to, because being actively inactive also has its benefits for me.
However, I am mindful of not wasting anybody else’s time, just as I don’t appreciate anyone wasting mine. For example, just yesterday I was due to have an initial consultation with a prospective client who had, to all appearances, been really keen to meet with me. I had sent over an invite once we had confirmed a time, and two minutes before our appointment, I entered the Zoom meeting room and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Now, I consider myself to be a considerate person and I’ll generally give the benefit of the doubt, within reason. Twenty four hours on from her missed appointment and I haven’t heard from her at all. I take this complete radio silence to be hugely disrespectful of me and my time. After all, had I not given her the appointment, I could have given it to someone who really wanted it, or spent an hour reading a good book, or I could have spent that precious time hanging out with my girls!
There’s always a reason why someone doesn’t do what they say they will, but the real reason, and the way they handle it, is a reflection of them, not of you. I’m not bitter – there’s no glory in hanging onto emotions that serve no positive purpose. Instead I’ll take the learning from her no-show, that coaching really can help everyone, go and make myself a G and T and enjoy a nice dinner with the family. After all, time is precious and I choose to spend it doing what makes me happy. I hope you do too.