Yesterday was my oldest child’s birthday. He turned 12! It’s always fascinating to me how my children’s birthdays make me feel older than my own birthdays.
Looking back, my parents seemed so much older when I was twelve. The reality is there isn’t much difference at all. They seemed so much older and wiser when I was a scrawny kid with glasses and braces. I don’t really feel old enough to have a twelve year old middle-schooler. How funny to realize that my parents probably felt the same way.
Recently I was pondering how our perspective on the passing of time changes so much as we grow up. When I was little it felt like birthdays and Christmas took forever to arrive. Summer break always seemed like an eternity away and each day spent waiting in anticipation dragged on and on.
As an adult, time passes so fast I often have trouble keeping up. Before I know it, another birthday or holiday is sneaking up on me. I scramble around desperately trying to prepare. Each time vowing that the next time will be different and make things more memorable or get ready further in advance.
As the old saying goes, “Time waits for no one.” So what are we to do?
We can’t stop it or stall it. We can only do our best and enjoy the ride so the days become cherished memories.
I hope you’re spending your days creating memories and slowing down enough to enjoy the ones you’ve already made.
Article originally published on 12/05/2011