I have this feeling lately that time is just melting away. This doesn't have as much to do with the 100 degree + heat we have been having, but more so with the fact that the hours turn into days, the days into weeks and before I know it months are turning into years and I just cannot seem to keep up. Scott and I celebrated our second wedding anniversary and with the amount of emails/phone calls/ text we received from some of our closest family and friends exclaiming "happy first anniversary!!", it appears this sentiment might be consistent across the board. When I was 8 years old I wrote a poem that went a little something like this:
Where does the time go?
Where does the month go?
Where does the year go?
All to the beginning to start new again...
Thinking I was wise beyond my years, my grandma (hi Nani!) had this little ditty written up in calligraphy and it still resides, framed, in my parents guest bedroom. Now, I don't think as an 8 year old I exactly grasped how true these words would ring as I started to get older. In fact, I might have been inspired more from the chatter of my mature companions (I am an only child afterall, hanging out with lots of adults is basically in our DNA) than I was by my own actual revelations, but regardless, I was on to something.
I guess what I am getting at is that between work, family, friends, weddings & life in general I cannot believe it is August. I cannot believe I have been married two years. I cannot believe it has been a year since I started PORT. I cannot believe it has been 4 years since I moved back to Michigan and 3 since I moved into my house. Sometimes it seems like there will never be enough hours, days, months or years to follow every idea or be the person I want to be to the people in my life. I know I am not alone in this feeling, especially when I am apart of a generation that tends to over book, over commit and continually push ourselves to embrace the next big thing. What I do think is that by taking each day at a time, each task as it comes our way and soaking up each moment as a learning experience or a defining experience, we can figure out how to make this time, that seems so fleeting, really count.