7 thoughts on “Deep thought”

  1. You and I are on the same wavelength today, Susie. My daughter graduated from college in December, and this morning she left for Chicago to start her own adventure. I’m sitting here drinking tea and thinking, “How did this happen? I just had her, what, a couple of weeks ago? And now she’s all grown up and I’m on the road to nowhere…”

    My father says that, in the end, it’s the blink of an eye.

  3. “It is familiarity with life that makes time speed quickly. When every day is a step in the unknown, as for children, the days are long with gathering of experience.” George Gissing

  4. Ah, interesting perspective, Imhotep.

    I recall that sometime in my childhood I was thinking about how unbearably long it used to be between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I don’t know how old I was, but the mental image that comes with that memory/thought is of myself standing in my snowsuit at the part of our road where the driveway turned off into the garage (which was at the end of a long chicken coop). There was a dropoff from the road and there were beautiful snow drifts: I was contemplating how best to take a flying leap into one of them. And while doing that, I was realizing that time was moving so much faster than when I was younger, that Christmas had seemed to arrive so much sooner than that time when Christmas seemed to take forever to arrive.

    Vaguely, I think this was in February, around the time of my birthday, which also seemed to arrive sooner than it had previously.

    I extrapolated that time might seem to move faster the older I got.

    But, boy, I was not prepared for how blazingly fast it goes by….

  5. Yup — I was just reading that today is the 50th anniversary of John Glenn’s first space flight, which I remember watching on TV alone at home rocking my first born infant, who is now the mother of two college students. Seems like no time at all, even though the world has changed a great deal.

  7. My life is rushing to its end, and I am woefully unprepared.

    Or my life may go on, and on, and on, and I am woefully unprepared.

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