What day is it?

I want time to slow down. I’m forgetting things. Ever so often I’ll be hit with the stark reality that it’s Monday again, yet it feels like it’s only Wednesday. Or it’ll be Monday, and I’ll be wishing I could redo the weekend and make it last longer. The girls are three years old, yet I can remember bringing them home from the hospital like it was yesterday. I can’t really call my “new job” my “new job” anymore because I’ve been there 11 months now. Mike and I have been married going on seven years, yet I can still remember when we were dating back in college, some nine or ten years ago, like it was just last week. I remember snippets of things from years past, but then there are gaps of time where events have gone by so quickly that I didn’t have time to even absorb them into memory. Growing up in high school I couldn’t wait to move onto the next big thing – I couldn’t wait to graduate and go to college. But once I was in college I couldn’t wait to graduate and get a job. Years in school went by like decades and seemed to take FOR-EVER, yet years as an “adult” in “real life” are going by at lightening speed. I’m worried that I’ll wake up tomorrow and the girls will be in college and I’ll be asking myself, what just happened? I want to be able to cherish these precious toddler years with the girls, but they’re going by too fast. I’m glad I have this blog as some sort of record of life’s events, but I think I should be doing more. We take tons of pictures of the girls, but I think I need to record narratives about the girls or about situations or events. I was even thinking about creating a “day in the life of” picture montage or video of them. I want to create some sort of record of our lives so that when I’m old and gray I can remember what it was like to be young and brunette and I can pull out a journal or DVD or photo album and say, “Ah, I remember that.”

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