I just celebrated my son's first birthday. I have been blessed with a beautiful family and a plethora of experiences over the last 24 (ok, 23) months. Over that time, I've gone through pregnancy, job changes (over and over - big business, man), new paths, and rediscoveries. Looking back on it, though, I feel like I've changed so much and so little at the same time. And two years, 24 months, 104 weeks -- however one decides to tell time -- what does that really mean? Who is counting?
Today, one of my dearest friends sent me a Timehop picture of a wall-post I had written 9 years ago. We started talking about how long we have been friends. We've been friends 11 years and it feels like so much has changed. We have husbands and 3 kids between us. She's a doctor. I'm a professional. We have houses and bills and car notes. We saw each other last week for the first time since her wedding 3 years go. When we saw each other, it was as if no time had passed. We are still as comfortable in our every day as we were 11 years ago. We still love the same things (and some new) and want the same things for ourselves and our futures.
I've been meaning to come back to this blog for a while now, but I never knew how to reintroduce it. I figured I would let my fingers do the typing and see where they took me. The more I typed, the more I realized that my biggest problem with starting up again was explaining the gap in time since the last post. The more I think about it, though, the more I realize that a gap in time is really not a gap at all. Yes, things change. Even people change. But, at the end of the day, who is counting time and what does it really mean? To me, time is just something that escapes us while we are living our lives. Tomorrow may seem far away. Next year may seem like it'll never come. And when I look back at how I was feeling today, I may realize that some things never changed. I hope that I'm so busy living my life that I don't focus on the time that is passing and instead, I focus on the beauty that is every single day.