I’ve written about this before, wanting to slow down time. Like when I was pregnant, I had a great time, mostly, and I didn’t want it to end.
Now that Wee One is here, I could write forever about how much I want to slow down time as she grows, like when I was in the hospital when she was born or the first week I had her home.
Something that I would hurry up if I could? Flights. Most drives.
It used to be the week, or the work day. Now my workday doesn’t really end, but I still want to, as Thoreau so eloquently put it, “live deep and suck all the marrow of life.” I wanted to “not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Pace Oddity.”
2 thoughts on “If I Could Manipulate Time”
I know what you mean. I barely blinked and my son is eight! Especially this last year, when I was going through cancer treatment. I feel like I missed so much.
See, that’s what I’m talking about! And it makes is harder when you have to handle things with Life, as you did. 😦 Thanks for posting and I hope this year slows down for you. 🙂