Then: Springing Forward Now: Marching Forward

Then: Springing Forward

Now:  Marching Forward

I used to look forward to Daylight Saving Time.  It meant that after dinner my kids could still go outside and play for awhile.  I could take a walk.  Neighbors could gather on front porches and talk.  And best of all, it meant that summer was just around the corner.   After all, we were Springing Forward.

Now it’s not even spring yet!  March has yet to really get going.

We could still have more  rain and in some parts of the country it is still snowing.  Who needs an extra hour of daylight when the weather still says it is winter?Another hour of sleet and snow and rain!  On those days, I like staying inside, cuddled by the fireplace with my family.

I know this early Daylight Saving is supposed to save energy.   But after three years,  I’m still trying to  get used it.

But that got me to thinking about the concept of time.  Wouldn’t it be great if we could save time itself?  If all those Daylight Saving hours were actually saved in personal Time Bank accounts?
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Every Daylight Saving we would add another hour, not be used until we turned forty, or of an age when we could really appreciate time.  Our hours would accumulate and then each fall when we turn the clocks back, we could go to our time bank and withdraw whichever hour we wanted.

I might take an hour from a day in high school when Billy smiled at me.  To remind me of how young love felt.   And that I could feel all hot inside without having a hot flash.

Or an hour from when my daughter was born and I cradled her in my arms.  A day I never tire of remembering.  And would love to experience again.  And again.

Or maybe an hour from when my foot was broken to remind me to slow down.

If we are feeling sad about something, we could take a “happy” hour from our bank to remind us that life is all about ups and downs.  We could take an hour to help us through a tough situation.  Or spend time again with someone who is no longer with us.

If need be, we could borrow against these hours, taking them out when we needed extra minutes to meet a deadline.  Or maybe even trade hours.  To experience how it really feels to walk in someone else’s shoes.  And how about loaning hours to someone whose life is being cut short way too soon?

Ah, the possibilities are limitless.  That is – if it were only possible.

Think about it.

What hour would you withdraw from your Time Savings Bank?