I haven’t written anything in a while. Sometimes I think a lot but forget to write anything down- then the thoughts are gone as quickly as they came.
Lately I’ve been thinking about age- my age, my parents’ ages, my kids- and how did we all get so old?!
When I was in Texas for Christmas, I kept having to remind myself of my parents’ ages. It was a strange feeling. I don’t feel like I’m forty-one and they are in their sixties. It still feels like I should be in my thirties and they in their fifties. But my father is closer to seventy… it just doesn’t seem possible.
And my children. How can one of them be twenty-two already? How is my baby almost eight? He still loves to cuddle and sneak into my bed at night. He can’t be almost eight, can he? That means I only have ten years before he’s likely to move out.
Time is moving too fast. It seems like a couple weeks ago that the new school year just started, but now it’s February. Soon it will be summer again then Thanksgiving a day later. Why can’t it slow down?
I’m in no hurry to be fifty…
Someone once said that the older you are, the faster time seems to pass. I believe it. It seems like just yesterday that my oldest son was twelve, but now he’s nineteen and in the Marines. That can’t be right.
I don’t know where I’m going with all this. Surely others can relate to my plight. I need to make the most of the time I’ve been given because it’s so fleeting.
Sometimes, a friend and I will say, “Let’s get together soon!”- but the next thing you know, it’s been six months and we still haven’t planned anything. Why do we do that? I guess we’re all just busy and forget about such things.
I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to lay down at night feeling like the day flew by and here I am in bed again. That happens way too often! I feel like I need to slow down and savor time with my kids. Some days, time seems to drag on forever and I can’t wait until bedtime. Other days, it seems like we woke up, at breakfast, and it’s time for bed again. So crazy!
I want to be more deliberate with my time, attention, and focus. I want to be more present in the moment and make memories, not just let the day pass by in a blur. I want to enjoy my kids at their present ages, not wish they would hurry and grow up.
I want to live a life of intention, love, and purpose. How about you?
Apostolic Momma 