Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Where Did The Time Go?
First of all, I want to send my apologies to those of you who checked more than once for a new BLOG yesterday only to find that I didn't write one. I left the house earlier than usual and got home later than expected. Last night was family night and then I actually tried to get into bed before 11:00 p.m. That's when I realized I hadn't written a BLOG. Where did the time go?
That seems to be the theme of yesterday. My son may as well have pierced my heart with an arrow. While in Wal-mart he asked, "Can I have a razor?" A razor? How could he say such a thing to me? And with no warning?
Suddenly, my memories took me back a few years to the same Wal-mart. My sister and I were standing solemnly side-by-side in the girls' department. I was crying, just a little bit, and she was murmuring that she was glad she only had boys. You see, we were buying Sarah's first bra.
Where did the time go?
I'm quite certain that just yesterday Daniel was 7 lb. 4 oz. I know it. And now he wants a razor.
My middle daughter Lydia has grown several inches since September, the month we mark their heights on the door jam of the pantry. Now she's taller than I am. Just another reminder that they are all growing up all too fast.
Even Anna, my baby, is having a growth spurt. At least she'll still sit on my lap and give me a hug no matter who is watching.
And they are not the only ones for whom time marches on. My oldest friend Dawn mentioned in an email the other day that we met 29 years ago this July. How could I possibly have clear memories of something that happened three decades ago? Things really have passed quickly! We met the year that Star Wars came out. That means that I have been in love with Harrison Ford for nearly 30 years!
Now for the rabbit part. If you are working so hard that you don't have time for your hobby, for yourself, and for spending some time with your friends, remember how quickly everything passes. Take some time to smell the roses, or in our case, the rabbit manure.
A woman who has several decades work experience mentioned to me the other day that three days after she leaves her place of employment, she'll be forgotten. "This is not my life," she said, "Sure, it's part of it, but it is not my life."
And I can guarantee you that three hours after you stop cleaning house, it will start reverting to its messy self. That's not your life either!
So plan a weekend and go to a show. Spend some time playing with your kits or evaluating your juniors. Enjoy this very simple pleasure while you can.
I know I will.
Laurie Stroupe
The Nature Trail Rabbitry
Precious Pet Rabbits
Affordable Web Site Design ¶ 11:50 AM
That seems to be the theme of yesterday. My son may as well have pierced my heart with an arrow. While in Wal-mart he asked, "Can I have a razor?" A razor? How could he say such a thing to me? And with no warning?
Suddenly, my memories took me back a few years to the same Wal-mart. My sister and I were standing solemnly side-by-side in the girls' department. I was crying, just a little bit, and she was murmuring that she was glad she only had boys. You see, we were buying Sarah's first bra.
Where did the time go?
I'm quite certain that just yesterday Daniel was 7 lb. 4 oz. I know it. And now he wants a razor.
My middle daughter Lydia has grown several inches since September, the month we mark their heights on the door jam of the pantry. Now she's taller than I am. Just another reminder that they are all growing up all too fast.
Even Anna, my baby, is having a growth spurt. At least she'll still sit on my lap and give me a hug no matter who is watching.
And they are not the only ones for whom time marches on. My oldest friend Dawn mentioned in an email the other day that we met 29 years ago this July. How could I possibly have clear memories of something that happened three decades ago? Things really have passed quickly! We met the year that Star Wars came out. That means that I have been in love with Harrison Ford for nearly 30 years!
Now for the rabbit part. If you are working so hard that you don't have time for your hobby, for yourself, and for spending some time with your friends, remember how quickly everything passes. Take some time to smell the roses, or in our case, the rabbit manure.
A woman who has several decades work experience mentioned to me the other day that three days after she leaves her place of employment, she'll be forgotten. "This is not my life," she said, "Sure, it's part of it, but it is not my life."
And I can guarantee you that three hours after you stop cleaning house, it will start reverting to its messy self. That's not your life either!
So plan a weekend and go to a show. Spend some time playing with your kits or evaluating your juniors. Enjoy this very simple pleasure while you can.
I know I will.
Laurie Stroupe
The Nature Trail Rabbitry
Precious Pet Rabbits
Affordable Web Site Design ¶ 11:50 AM
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Wow, Laurie! Thanks for those much needed words of advice! I too have found myself spending soo much time working at my job, cleaning my house, and trying to keep things spottless in my life, that I miss out on the important things like family and fun and friends. :)
(And of course rabbits. LOL )
Alison
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(And of course rabbits. LOL )
Alison
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