(So, I’ve been participating in a “writers’ flash mob” of sorts called Five Minute Friday. In response to a one-word prompt, hundreds of writers sit down and write for five minutes flat. No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font or punctuation; unscripted and unedited. Here’s today’s edition…setting the timer….)
Five Minute Friday: When
Go.
Sometimes we can’t wait until “when.”
When I grow up…
When I graduate…
When I lose weight…
When I get organized…
When I retire…
Sometimes we want “when” to keep its distance.
When you have to go…
When the money’s gone…
When the pipes freeze…
When he/she dies…
When I die…
But “when” will come when it comes.
Whenever.
Stop.
Home Among the Hills 
I love the flow of this – and the reminder not to wait for when “when” shows up!