“How did it get so late so soon?”
― Dr. Seuss
I remember playing for hours at a time and the days seemed endless. Looking back it was dream like and it was called childhood.
“Time is a game played beautifully by children.”
― Heraclitus, Fragments
When my son was in his teens I remember him asking me very seriously, “When did time start moving so fast?” A very good question.
As for me, I think I instinctually knew this. I started capturing moments when I was in Junior High. Now that’s a term that will date you. I still have photos from then. I carried on through my family. My youngest referred to me as the Paparazzi before he renamed me the Warden. But we all love pictures and how it captures Time. Moments of Happiness and every other emotion. Pictures of our youth.
“Time is what we want most,but what we use worst.”
― William Penn
There were always photos in piles around the house and visitors and family would flip though them and share memories and laugh and sigh over the passage of time. A photo of my father when he was still functioning okay (Huntington’s Disease) with my son and me. Grandchildren, weddings, births…
I have always referred to the boards above as photo boards, but it could also be the timeline of my life. The people, places and times that have touched my heart.
When my grandchildren and children come to visit, they always make a point of visiting the boards. The grandchildren will pick a photo out and ask questions or laugh because they remember when it was taken.
Many times I will find one of my children examining the board and hear a chuckle and hear them call over one of their children and share a memory. This is my own personal Facebook and it covers the memorable and lovely times in my life.
As usual, I think Dr. Seuss said it best:
“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
― Dr. Seuss