17 Apr catching my breath
Sometimes you capture those kinds of photographs that stop you in your tracks. When in a split second you see your life and you can’t help but wonder where the time has gone. Right now that quote about the days going slow and the years going fast is ringing in my ears.
Indeed, now that my girls are long past the baby days (and I am long out of the baby daze) the years have taken on a more rapid pace. When my oldest daughter turned 13, I felt it. And now, as we plan for high school, I am there again; in utter disbelief that she is so grown up. When did this happen?
I try to cherish each moment, I really do. But, time doesn’t move any slower because of it. I still see my kids from a distance and wonder how those people can be my babies. And when I look at myself in the mirror I do recognize my age with every line, every spot on my face. These are miracles, I know it and I am so thankful for all of it. I love my life…where I’ve been, where I am going, where I am. But, sometimes, lately, it feels like it’s passing too quickly.
The days go slow but the years go fast.
And so, all I can do is savor it. Each moment, every milestone, each memory etched in my mind.
A little time away with my family is what I am looking forward to today. A time to be fully immersed in my life right now, in joy and gratitude with my heart open, taking it all in, catching my breath.
Have you had time to catch your breath lately?