Life keeps moving, whether you want it to or not. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months, months into years. Funny, I don't feel any older than I did at 21, but this year makes me 30. I often look around wondering where the time went, and sadly, each passing year it flies faster. I guess our lives are like sand in your palm. You can hold it only awhile before it slips silently out of your grasp.
I wonder if I will still feel the same in another 10 years, when I have a 21 year old daughter? Will I feel as I do today, a 21 year old, stuck in someone else's aging body? All along though, there are the constants that provide comfort. The man that has slept across the bed for me for 12 years, wow, he is almost 30 too. The 3 children, that for a while will still need me, but it will never be for long enough. The friends that are aging with me, and helping me laugh away some of this time. The house we have made a home together. With a Mom and a Dad, 3 kids, 2 dogs, a swing set, and a picnic table. In so many ways ordinary, but in so many ways extraordinary.
It seems like all I did was blink, and here I am. It passed so slowly as a child, I came to fear I would never gain freedom. I would live under my father's tyrannical rule forever. Constantly longing to grow up, I wish I could go back and tell that child to calm down. Wait a minute, enjoy it a little more, it will all be gone before you know it. Alas, that is the catch 22 of this life. In an effort to grow up a little more quickly we try to speed it up, and in order to beat the clock of age, we later try to slow it down again. But the joke is on us. Time marches on.......with or without us. I guess it's a trip I'll have to take, and try not to blink, it's gone.
Friday, July 16, 2010
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Isn't it funny, how when we were young we couldn't wait to grow up and live our own lives, and now we are older and we somehow want to go back, not to the exact same but to some extent have a do-over. And if not a do-over, just the idea of having a chance to feel the freedom and carelessness we once had!
You are right, time marches on.... how we wish we could stop time when life deals us sadness or loss, just for the sake of being able to say and do what we might have not otherwise done. Or to stop time in happiness...to hold and cherish smiles and laughter in our children. Or when we are just having the time of our life with our best friends, drinking a cold one!
Ah, I guess that's why they say, Live in the Moment...
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