Time fly’s when you’re having fun.
Is That True?
Does it really go faster? Or is just something we say when things are good and we don’t want it to end. Days seem as hours and hours as minutes.
It’s that way with kids too.
Mine are 32 and 27. My son works for our church, he’s the Media Manager and IT specialist and it’s such a blessing to work with him daily. My daughter is a therapist. She specializes in treating young women with eating disorders. I don’t see her as much, but if I saw her every day it wouldn’t be enough.
We had dinner a few evenings ago. We live in the suburbs, but our daughter and son-in-law live downtown in a three-story town home. They took us to a popular hot spot for dinner.
We waited forty minutes for a table, but it didn’t matter, we just talked. It was so good. And the food was nice too.
In no time at all our dinner was over and it was time to leave. Where does the time go? And weren’t those kids born like yesterday?
- Was gregarious from birth.
- Loved all things digital.
- Suffered from allergies.
- Grew up with a book in his hands.
- Learned computers and technology inside out.
- Worked in radio, was a DJ, and produced news shows.
- He is a smart and capable man.
- Was adorable from birth.
- Loved horses, dance, gymnastics, and violin.
- Was quiet and reserved as a child.
- Grew up with a book in her hands.
- Graduated Summa cum Laude from the Honors College.
- Dated a guy for four years, then married him.
- She is a smart and capable woman.
In the time it takes to blink, children are born, grow up, and turn into adults. I loved raising children, loved raising teenagers, and I so enjoy them as adults. They are the joy of my life, and all in the blink of an eye.
You know what? I was wrong. Time really does fly when you’re having fun.