Yesterday morning, the house stirred early in the morning with big people feet tip-toeing around. This year, I finally realized that now, every major holiday, Fourth of July, Thanksgiving, Christmas, everyone sits around a talks about how they can’t believe how old we all are. How I’m 20 years old, close to 21, Cheyenne is 25, Grans and Gooze just celebrated their 55th anniversary a couple days ago, how another year has passed, and what did we do–how do we keep getting older, and all have serious things to do. We asks ourselves, “What happened to the good ol’ days?”
Time is the one thing that I can think to be constant. Sometimes we say that time flies when you’re having fun, or time slows down when you’re not. But really, it’s always going at the same steady pace, tick, tick, tick. It made me think of how important it is to slow down and remember where you are and what you’re doing. Because its so important to remember the progress–if not, we tend to forget what matters to us–why exactly do we come together every year, and only spend time with each other? Because that’s what Christmas is all about Charlie Brown. We turn our tv’s off, and tune into one another with open arms and open ears.
We do this to remember how important family can be. So no, we can’t slow down time, or for others, speed it up, but what we can do is stop ourselves from speeding up, go on a walk with our families in the snow and support each other the best we know how. Because in the end when we take away the presents, the gifts, the Christmas dinner, the stress of the holidays all we have is one another.
But exactly a year from today, I’ll probably be sitting in this same spot, writing on the same computer about another year that has passed. And once again, we’ll say to one another, “Can you believe Noah is three years old and Savannah is talking? It was just like yesterday that they were born. And I can’t believe that so and so is married and so and so has children.” It’s all happening right now, so go join the party.