Seriously though, what is time?? I’m overcome by misunderstanding it completely. Some days move so slowly, almost imperceptibly. Then sometimes it’s as though years have been misplaced, with habits and deadlines, dinners and work, exhaustion and todo lists, and life, so much life…
I think as I have watched my children grow from little nuggets of sweetness and all consuming needs into humans with separate identities and struggles and such, it is impossible to ignore the passing of time. The bittersweet miracle of it all is,
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