This morning while drinking a cup of coffee, I pondered the swiftness of time. As train of thoughts go, I found myself in a seldom used station of how things were. To some visits may be frequent. For me, I prefer to be in the now with a peek at tomorrow. Realizing that time is no longer the slow tortoise and quickly becomes the hare still catches me off guard. From where we were at the age of two, just running and spinning around our own little world of naps, toy soldiers and dress up. Now we are jumping from work to bed and back again. Where did the last twenty- two years go? I remember starting junior high and taking dance, then my memories jump to working and graduation. The time in between seems only to be captured in snap shots scattered among belongings.
Time seems to be as…
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