My youngest just celebrated her 12th birthday…it is hard to believe that time goes by so quickly. I remember being told that when I was young and I remember thinking that was a good thing. But, honestly, the older you get the quicker time seems to pass. I suppose that it is a good thing to feel younger than I am…I mean, I’m only 25, it’s nearly impossible to have a 15 year old son…but often I find that it gets me in trouble.
For example…I don’t wear the cool clothes anymore – no matter how hard I try. I don’t listen to the cool music – even though I think what I listen to is cool. No matter where we go, I am the mom that is embarassing…I also tend to be the LOUD mom, which doesn’t help! I drive a Volvo. I have a lap dog. I think 9:00 is bed time, not dinner time. When did all of this change? It wasn’t overnight, but as surely as the sun rises, I am no longer the youngest person in the office or the one who needs the advice…I’m the one that gives it.
Time does fly…but oh the fun I’ve had. I wouldn’t trade it for the world…I would slow down and soak it up more, maybe, but I would never go back.
Take a few minutes today to remember where you’ve come from, where you’re going, and what a ride it’s been!