Tick Tock

Time is a strange concept. We all experience it, yet it feels different for each of us. One year may be better for one person than another. A season or time of day may be preferred varying from one person to the next.

When I was a child, a week felt like a month and a month felt like a year. The minutes ticked by so slowly I thought Christmas would never come back again and summer was a faint and distant memory. I was always in awe of the concept of time, questioning my mother why the day felt so long and the nights blinked past us in a flash.

My mother had told me time is like a triangle. As children we all start at the bottom, traveling from side to side, which takes the longest. As we grow old, we move up the triangle and traveling from side to side goes by more quickly, until you’ve reached the top, when you find you can no longer keep up with the years.


Well Mom, you were right! I have moved up the triangle and time is really picking up now. The pause button doesn’t work, there is no slowing it down. Another school year has flown by, summer is just eight short weeks and then we can all scurry around for another holiday season.

I understand this realization when I look at my children. They have become kids, past diapers and bottles. When did that exactly happen? An old photograph of them caught my eye the other day and it took my breath away. When did they change? I hope I really enjoyed holding each newborn baby, listening to each first word spoken. I pray that I remember their first steps and how it felt when they would rest their heads on my shoulder.

I hope I am soaking in every moment now that they are in grade school, letting their imaginations run wild and discovering the world they live in. I hope that I can capture their excitement and wonder, never letting a fleeting moment pass me by without indulging and fully experiencing it. I am aware of the importance of right now.Β 

The clock seems to be ticking by just a bit faster . . .

tick tick tick tock . . .


12 thoughts on “Tick Tock

  1. And then one day they’re 40 and you tell yourself it’s not possible because you were just celebrating your 40th the other day. So many times I wished for a pause button. That’s why sometimes you just have to stop moving. Just sit and watch. It won’t alter time. But it will give you a momentary sense of control. That’s really all you can hope for.

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  2. momsranting says:

    I often think the same things…. and these milestones the kids keep having, makes time speed up more and more. Saying goodbye to my oldest going off to college and realizing at one point college guys seemed “older, wise, sophisticated” to me….. and here I am, twice their age suddenly!! I think that’s one of the reasons I blog, maybe the biggest reason, and why I’ve kept journals for so many years before this…. a way of reviewing history and visiting memories and moments that have gone by. Enjoy the kids! πŸ™‚


  3. Love the triangle analogy … Life does move by so fast. Especially since having kids. And here it is summer break half over already! Was just browsing through some blogs…was wondering where you’ve been πŸ™‚ hope all is well!


  4. Annie Emmy Evans says:

    I love this post and yet hate it at the same time. I hate that we can’t stop time. I hate that seasons fly by. I hate that the day to day routines prevent us from fully appreciating every little occasion. *sigh* I wish it would stop… just for a moment.


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