11:11

11:11

11:11 is my favourite minute of the day. and whenever i catch it on my clock, i get all smiley. why is it my favourite minute? it’s completely symmetrical! yes, i know, i’m a nerd. but it’s true, i love it because it mirrors itself both verticaly and horizontally. i know 10:01 also does that, but i like 11:11 better. sometimes, when i notice my clock reading 11:10, i keep glancing back at the clock hoping it’ll read 11:11. but waiting for it seems to take forever. and when 11:11 finally hits, it seems like less than 60 seconds before the clock hits 11:12. as if the clock knows it’s my favourite minute so it runs a little faster.

why am i writing this sillyness? no, it’s not so you can be even more convinced that i’m a nut. i realized that just like life, many times we wait in excited anticipation for something good to happen. and when it does, it seems to come and go so much quicker than we want it to. but in the process of being so focused on that one event, we neglect to treasure the time leading up to it. 11:10 is one minute of life, just as much as 11:11, but in waiting for the favourite minute, i forget to be present in that minute before. and what’s true for this minute is also true for many other aspects of life. in waiting for the summer, the wonder of spring is overlooked. in waiting for “life in the real world,” the freedom of being a student is trivialized. and in anticipation of the day i find my husband (or, he finds me), i neglect to truly treasure all the friendships i already have. so while 11:11 makes me smile and do a happy dance, it also reminds me to love 11:10 and 11:09 and… because every minute is a gift from above.