When I was a child, I remember thinking how far away adulthood stood. It was like a wish that got caught on a breeze and was just out of reach...
Now I am an adult and everyday passes so quickly. I look at my children and see them growing so fast, it hurts to know that it will seem like I blinked and they are moving on into their own adulthood.
So much has happened this week. My mother was released from the hospital, then had to return 24 hours later; I had obligations galore, and felt swamped most of my waking hours...some of my asleep hours were spent dreaming about how much I had to do!
Now, I sit down to reflect and realize that my daughter is turning one year older, she will be nine years old on Sunday and that is the halfway point to her going away to college. That realization just put a stone in my stomach and froze my heart.
Of course, I will remain my "sensible" self and focus on the fact that I have so many moments with her in the future...so many life experiences to share and treasure.
Why does time have to be so slippery?