I have really been reminiscing a lot lately. Today, I saw a soap that my dad used to use to clean his hands. He was a plumber, and they got pretty dirty. And this soap came in this tub. It was called GoJo. Ever heard of it? Well, anyway, I saw this and it took me back to when I was a kid and went to work with my dad. And I remember using this soap. And that brought about a whole range of memories. I find myself thinking about my childhood fondly, and more and more often. And when I do, there is some kind of aching involved. I used to think that I was aching because I missed my childhood, that on some level I resented my life currently and the fact that I was getting older. But I realize now that's not the case. I don't pine away over my youth because I wonder where it went and I'm aching to have it back, I just can't believe that it seems like it just happened. I can't keep time in perspective. I know what people mean when they tell me to enjoy my children because they will be gone before you know it. But the fact is that I do treasure our time together. I believe we make time to spend together, and I cherish every second. That doesn't change the fact that time moves too quickly. In the end, it doesn't matter how much time you spend, it's gone before you know it.
Time moves too fast. It wouldn't bother me so much if it would just slow down, just for a little while.
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