It's amazing how quickly life begins to travel. When you are 6 you can't wait to turn 7, then you eagerly await becoming a teenager. Once you're a teenager you can't wait to become a driver (sweet 16), then an "adult" (18), then "legal" (21), college, job, marriage, kids, etc.
Remember thoughn those stretches that seemed like eternity, waiting for the next benchmark of life? You thought you would be a child forever.
This week I have been strangely and swiftly reunited with my recent childhood. I'm 24, so I've still got many benchmarks to go, but sitting around a folding table in my old youth room with many of my childhood friends and a slideshow of pictures from when I still wore braces reminded me that life is always in fast forward.
We are those adults we dreamed about being only yesterday. We are pursuing real dreams, passions, visions that seemed like fairytales to our starry eyed hearts.
Some days I want life to slow down a bit; to not pass me by too quickly. But then I am struck by the beauty of life in fast forward. I wouldn't trade a split second of it.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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