I've become fascinated with the passage of time lately ("the secret to life is enjoying the passage of time"). I think that in my thirties, and with having three kids, I have gained some wisdom in this matter. I am no longer in a rush to do things. I am no longer chomping at the bit to achieve something or do something with my life, or feeling like I'm not doing enough.
(Actually, I guess I have gained this wisdom relatively recently seeing that I had written this post not even 11 months ago.)
But with this newfound wisdom is the knowledge that I do not have to be in a hurry to do or be anything. There is no hurry. I can just BE.
I think about my kids getting older and how soon that is going to happen. I sit with my friends and we talk about how our girls are going to be getting their periods someday, and how quick that time seems to be approaching. What will we do when our kids learn how to drive? Start to date? How will we have sex when they are teenagers and they're awake during all the good sex-having times?
It just makes me want to relish it all and enjoy the days as they are happening.
I like to watch these Picture A Day videos (where someone takes a picture of themselves everyday for a span of 8 years or so) on YouTube. This one is my favorite:
I've watched it over and over and over again because it is so fascinating to me... how time passes. How we all grow older. How we all change.
I like that.
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Wow, that is really fascinating! I'd love to see a "before & after"... eight years is a long time.
Is introspection in the air? I posted something deep-ish today. About Inception. And shared realities. And parenting (of course, because it's all related. Of course.)
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