HuffPost posed the question this morning: What will you do with your extra second?
I knew it was coming, but this leap second still came as a surprise to me.
One extra second.
We make fun, and some of us take it a little too seriously, but it’s an interesting question. Each second in our day passes with or without our noticing it. On some days we barely notice; on others we wonder where the time has gone. Seconds pass, and soon they become years past. Decades.
Which second is my extra one today?
That second when I slept in?
Or the second when I was too ill to get up?
What about the second it took to reblog the HuffPost picture earlier?
A piece of the Supernatural rerun I’m watching or is the special second in the commercial?
What are our seconds filled with all the rest of the year?
Can’t my leap second come on my birthday? Or Christmas morning? Or I can take an extra pause between rosary beads?
An extra second, an extra breath taken, an extra glance at my kids, an extra thank you to my son for being chauffeur, an extra hug, an extra like on Facebook, an extra eye raised to G-d.
For me, my extra second is still yet to be used.
I think I’ll keep it saved for an emergency when I run out of time or need to meet a deadline.
I think I’ll save it for that moment when I need to stop and take a deep breath.
I’ll keep that extra second in my pocket like a good luck charm, to be saved and used when I most need it.