I really and truly have no clue where time goes.
It feels like just days ago my hubby was lugging in the large plastic tote boxes full of our Christmas treasures to be hung, placed and laid out all over the house in celebration of the holiday that was on its way. The reality is that it was over 3 weeks ago that it was all taken out, but the time in between seemed to race by and as I was boxing it all up again yesterday, I was struck by the fact that another year has come and gone.
I was told that time is relative to our age...that the older you get, the faster it seems to fly. Math, I was told...which is why I don't get as Bina to Math is like My Kids Dirty Laundry to Laundry Baskets...they just don't meet up.
You see: When one is 4 years old, a year is an eternity because, based on the experience lived, it is one fourth of that life. But when one is 40, a year doesn't seem as long because many more have gone by and now it would take 10 years to equal what 1 year did to the 4 year old. Did I lose you? Quite simply: It is true that the older we get, the faster time passes. (And yes, even those of us who are "still" only 19 get hit by the whiplash of time gone by....*sigh* I tried!)