When I was young getting from one birthday to another felt as if several years were between them. The 365 days of the calendar had appeared to double or even triple while waiting to celebrate my next year. I longed to be older, a grown up, master of my own destiny! Now my birthdays have
grown closer together somehow. The holidays come quicker, seasons quickly change, years and events speed by. Where are those long 365 days of the
calendar? When did the world start speeding up? At age 30? 40? Is this why we need to make popcorn in 2 minutes in the microwave instead of 10 minutes in a
pot on the stove? Is this why we live in a world filled with quick and hurry? Is this why we have speedy service, drive through instead of sit down restaurants, microwaves that cook a whole meal in 30 seconds? Is it because time is speeding up?On Tuesday we will celebrate our daughters 30th birthday ( she's about
grown closer together somehow. The holidays come quicker, seasons quickly change, years and events speed by. Where are those long 365 days of the
calendar? When did the world start speeding up? At age 30? 40? Is this why we need to make popcorn in 2 minutes in the microwave instead of 10 minutes in a
pot on the stove? Is this why we live in a world filled with quick and hurry? Is this why we have speedy service, drive through instead of sit down restaurants, microwaves that cook a whole meal in 30 seconds? Is it because time is speeding up?On Tuesday we will celebrate our daughters 30th birthday ( she's about
2 in this photo).We will sing and cheer along with her and our five grandchildren. We will make her day special. But, how can I have a 30 year old daughter? It was only yesterday when I was being rushed to the hospital choking on the ash of the Mount St Helen’s eruption. I was eager and anxious, my nine “long” months of pregnancy and preparation were about to be realized with the birth of my child. Now my child sits in front of me draped by the loving arms of my five beautiful grandchildren and she is complaining about the passing of time.
Time and the perception of time, it’s something we all seem to have in common……… So, celebrate, make memories, and savor every moment, every experience, and every breath. Make good choices and live your best life.
The clock is ticking and time is passing quickly………………………..
The clock is ticking and time is passing quickly………………………..
Find joy in every quick passing moment and thank you for passing your time with me.Katherine
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