Ever notice how the concept of time changes as our birth certificate yellows?
I remember being 10, 16 or even 20 and actually wishing time away. I couldn’t wait for Christmas, I couldn’t wait to drive, I couldn’t wait to be an “adult”. It seemed like it took forever for those events to happen.
I’ve been an adult now for many years. At almost 60 my birth certificate is a lovely light shade of lemon. Time is racing by.
We’re at the end of August and I swear yesterday was just the first day of spring. I blinked and missed the summer.
I know it has everything to do with perception. Of course our perception changes as our lives get fuller. My almost 60 years are filled with marriage, children, grandchildren, career. A day to day life full of things to do. Sometimes the list of things to do is longer than the hours in the day.
I can’t control time. I can’t slow it down or blink like a genie to stop it entirely. I can’t be 10, 16 or 20 again. I really wouldn’t want to be. I think I’ll put that yellowing birth certificate in an acid free paper envelope to slow down that aging process. I’ll remind myself to slow down and think about each day, take time to appreciate the moments that fly by so quickly. Time to make some memories with the people and places that really matter.
I wonder if they make an acid free paper body suit? I wonder if I have time to invent one?