This week’s Mixed Media  Monday Challenge is “Time.” Heather provided us with this enjoyable challenge.  Time provides many thematic avenues and images. As is often the case, much of the week was devoted to coming up with a concept that to me was “just right.”

I’ve been thinking about my father lately and something he said to me. Dad loved the outdoors. He loved to travel. He loved to hunt, to fish, to farm. He always had big plans about spending his time out on property he owned, far away from the madding crowd.

But life got in the way. He would travel when the kids grew up. He would be out on the land or on the water daily when he retired. He’d own that property when he had saved enough money. But mom died before they could travel. His rheumatoid arthritis forced him into early retirement, without the physical ability to do all the things he wanted.

He still hoped, though. His when’s changed from when he had the money or retired to when he went into remission, or when the next surgery let him walk again, or use his fingers.

Near the end, he still hadn’t give up the hope of when, but he didn’t want his children to live in its thrall.  And he told me never to wait for “when” to enjoy life. I only had the promise of now.

I made this wall hanging to honor my father’s hope that there would come a time for him to be happy and to remind myself not to wait for such a moment.

I won’t wait for when.

Make when now.

Make when now.