How is it possible? Where did the time go? Hubby reminded me this week that it’s already been a YEAR since we journeyed to Europe! Those two weeks, filled with amazing memories and experiences, are still so vivid in our minds, that it doesn’t seem possible that a year has gone by.
Reminiscing, we reflected on our first day in Paris: the foods we ate, the streets we explored, our first glimpse of the Arc de Triomphe and then the Eiffel Tower.
On the second day in Europe we met the rest of the tour group. Who were these people, what would they be like? In what seemed a very short time, casual conversations developed into deeper discussions, shared experiences forged connections, and strangers became friends.
Touring from city to city, country to country, with our new troupe of friends, we had the time of our lives.
We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories.
Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.
How I wished I could slow time down, to linger over each magical moment.
Time is funny that way. The achingly wonderful times seem to race by. The pain filled moments seem to stretch and slow unbearably.
Logically, we know that time ticks by at the exact same pace. But, how we perceive it is dependent on our circumstances. Losing yourself in a pleasurable activity seems to make time disappear. Boring situations seem to drag on and on, as do painful experiences (root canal, anyone?). Waiting for a special event to arrive can seem interminable.
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those who Rejoice;
But for those who Love,
Time is not.
Henry Van Dyke
It is clear that we can’t slow time down or speed it up but we can focus on cherishing what matters most to us: the people, moments, memories, and laughter. Our brief Europe holiday is among my most treasured and valued experiences.
How about you? When does time seem to speed up or slow down for you?