Time is Everything
Given my profession, I’ve often wondered,” What are the most commonly used words or phrases in finance?” What would you think? Money, the stock market, Interest rates, rate of return, buy, sell, gains, losses? And depending on the day, some may not be suitable for mixed company, am I right? I don’t have an answer, really, and your guess is as good as mine. I would imagine time would have been one of those “also receiving votes” in the poll above, don’t you think? The time value of money, for example. Or when’s the best time to buy or sell. The most popular use of that word, for me anyway, is when discussing timing the market vs. time in the market. It comes up quite frequently. So much so, I’ve recorded videos on the subject which have been shared with hundreds of investors. It’s that important. But this weekend, I witnessed two defining moments where time expanded the lives of some and tragically departed from others.
On a perfect Saturday afternoon in September, my wife and I traveled to a small, remote town in northwest Georgia to witness the wedding of one our best friend’s daughters. We’ll call this young bride, “Kaitlyn.” And we’ll call her that because that’s her name. She’s a brilliant, accomplished, and beautiful young lady who recently graduated from Auburn with honors – in three years – and all while working a full-time job. (I know, sickening.) And she’s marrying one of those “too-good-to-be-true” type of guys. His name is Garrett, of course. You know him, one of those handsome, chivalrous, strong, scraggily bearded leader-types who doesn’t need a set of pronouns to show he’s a man. (They still exist, folks.) Back to our friend. He adopted Kaitlyn many years ago and is as wonderful a father as the day is long. He’s also one of those too-good-to-be-true types – just with a little less hair and a little more weight. As the sun was setting across the hills of north Georgia, the tribute he offered to his daughter was one of those only a father of girls could deliver. A sweet glimpse of their relationship over the many years as father and daughter. He filled a paternal void in Kaitlyn’s life and became her protector, provider, care giver, and just what God knew she needed – a dad. A few memorable phrases used in his speech that evening: There was the time, Do you remember that time, and I look forward to the time…
Fast forward 19 hours…
She was a beautiful, vibrant, young lady. A beloved daughter, sister, and cherished friend to many in the community. She was only 16 and tragically killed in an automobile accident earlier that week. And with no warning, she was gone. We attended her visitation on Sunday afternoon along with what must have been thousands of friends, family and acquaintances wanting to pay their respects. They waited for hours to love on her family and perhaps share stories of how she lived and loved so mightily. The funeral home was adorned with hundreds of pictures of this sweet young girl surrounded by friends, families, and even one of her and her approaching homecoming date. As we moved through the procession, I couldn’t help but think back to my friend’s speech just 19 hours earlier – There was the time, Do you remember that time, I look forward to the time. And I imagined what questions were running through her dad’s mind at this moment. It was heartbreaking. If our world shares a common belief, it’s that parents shouldn’t have to bury their children. Children shouldn’t have to mourn their friends. And a sweet young lady shouldn’t have to lose her life. But as we’re all painfully aware, life doesn’t always work out that way. All of us will experience loss. It’s inevitable. And it’s a matter of time.
Forty-eight hours ago, this article was to have covered a vastly different topic. But forty-eight hours ago, I hadn’t experienced a wedding and a wake. I am ill-equipped to even begin to capture the raw emotion of saying good-bye to a daughter until such time the Lord sees fit for a reunion. Each day, we witnessed two stories on this notion of time. Time spent, time hopefully to be shared again soon, and time to long for yet never get back. I’m apologetically incapable of expressing the weight that the word time carries for many families this evening. My prayer for all of us is that we’re blessed to make the most of what we have of it.
And God willing, maybe I’ll be able to write about that another time.
CapSouth Partners, Inc, dba CapSouth Wealth Management, is an independent registered Investment Advisory firm.
