Time

Time.


It used to pass so slowly. I remember when I was twelve. I couldn't wait to grow up. My wife says I still haven't, even after 50 years. Ha.


When I was a kid, it seemed like it would take forever. At some time in the past 40 years, I heard a song. A Gordon Lightfoot. Went like this, "if you plan to face tomorrow, do it soon." And I always worried if I did... Faced tomorrow.

Well, after 50 years of tomorrows, I have. Faced it. I finished school. Got an education, got a job, got a career (two actually). Got a wife, got kids. 

And now, I find there does not seem to be enough time. Time to do what I want. Time to do what I need to do. Time to dream. Time for reflection. I guess that I realize. No time like the present. I realize. Realization, of all that I have. I am blessed. I guess somewhere along the line, I did grow up.

Wow. How did that happen? Oh, I know...

Time.

DN