“The days are long, but the years are short.” –Gretchen Rubin. One of the wisest things I’ve ever heard.
It’s always amazingly scary to think about how tiring, how busy and stressful most individual days are, but then to look back on the last year, or the last five years, or even the last ten years, and realize how much happened in them, and how much seems missed, and how it all went by so quickly.
I have children who are rapidly approaching adulthood, and I constantly wonder where their childhood went. How did it disappear so suddenly?
I’ve now been teaching high school for more than three times as long as I went to high school, and the student part of my life actually feels like it lasted longer than this part. Weird.
It’s true what they say, isn’t it? At some point, every year seems to go by even faster than the year before.
I think if you’re not consciously being corny and sentimental, at least some of the time, you may not be doing it right. There will likely be more regrets.
*sigh* Don’t mind me. I’m still just bummed out about How I Met Your Mother being over.