It seems as we get older, time speeds up. The years that seemed so far in the distant future are now upon us. I know in my brain that time is a constant but my heart has a different idea.
I get very nostalgic at years end. It has extra special significance for me. Mr. G and I reconnected and made plans for our future on New Years Eve 24 years ago. And our daughter, Mini-me, was born New Years Eve eve.
As I was creating my mind began to wander. Thinking about how life has changed over the past year.
It feels as if my baby girl has been 14 for about a minute. How can she be about to take her permit test.
What happened to the cute little dresses she wore while playing rough and tumble with her brother and the neighbor boys.
See what I mean…nostalgic. Not that I’d want to start over by any stretch of the imagination but I do wish that for a moment I could step back into that time and bottle it up.