What day is it dear?

Where has time gone?

This is a question I ask myself daily.  I believe that I’m not alone in this pursuit.  It seems like yesterday that I was riding bikes with my brother down the dirt road in front of out house.  Now I look in the mirror and a 53 year old woman is looking back at me.  My mother, a very wise woman, used to tell me that she only looked old on the outside because inside she felt 18.  I completely understand that thinking.  I spent many a day thinking I was 10 foot tall and bullet proof only to find out 25 years later that my body hates me and is paying me back with a vengeance.

This area of Pennsylvania where we live has a large retirement community.  Turns out this state is very good to retirees.  I have a job that allows me to interact with these people daily.  Some are very nice and love to talk and some well lets just say they are not pleasant and probably been unhappy most of their lives.  People live a long time here.  Seeing a 90+ year old still driving, although unnerving, is not uncommon.  Independence and laughter is the key to a long life.

We get so caught up in the day to day that we don’t even realize how fast time is moving.  Yesterday, my children were just babies and in a blink they grew up and walked out into the world.  Like all young parents, you work full time and run kids from one end of the county to the other.  I was head cook, bottle washer and chief laundress!  It seems like one day I woke up and it was over.  Yes it was hectic and some days were so terribly difficult but a word of advice…slow down and really pay attention.  Not only where your children are concerned but with your own life.

Life is short…
Buy the dress
eat the cake
drink the wine
say “I love you”

I know one day before I realize it 30 more years will go by in the blink of an eye.  I’ll be one of the “shouldn’t be drivers” and I’ll be thinking about how fast time has flown by.

I hope this speaks to some of you.

until the next post