Time. The ever elusive concept we all spend chasing, and never quite catching, for, it seems, our entire lives.
I've been doing a lot of thinking about it lately. This week is our last week of Summer vacation. School starts next Monday. And I'm finding myself in complete panic mode. Where did the time go? What happened to August? July? Three months seems like such a long time on June 1st. It seems like we have all the time in the world. And now, suddenly, the time is gone.
It seems to go by faster each year, too. Have you noticed it too, or is it just me?
And while the end of the summer is what spun my thoughts on the subject, summer isn't the only thing that seems to have the world spinning out of control.
My baby is starting kindergarten this year. While a part of me is doing the happy dance in celebratory freedom, the other part of me is pining for more time. I'm not one of those moms who wonders what to do with herself when all of her children are at school....I'll find plenty to do. But, sometimes I long for my children to be babies again. When we don't have to rush to this soccer practice, or that piano lesson, or when I was their favorite person. Sometimes I just want push the pause button. Or maybe even rewind a little bit.
I'm getting to that tender age, too, where gravity starts to take its toll, when my skin doesn't always bounce back after a sunburn. I've noticed wrinkles on my no longer youthful skin. Time will tell what more ailments will arise as life continues to speed along.
I've come up with the only logical explanation I can think of. Either time is fluid and isn't what it seems to be. And actually seems to go by faster as we age. OR the earth is simply spinning faster now that it was 30, 40, 50 years ago, thereby causing time to actually go by faster that it used to. Is a second shorter today that it was in 1950?
I'm finding I need to find better ways to manage the little bits of time I do have.
What do you do to manage your precious time?