Well, it flies no matter what, doesn’t it? I noticed it as a child (having fun was always so much faster, somehow, than being miserable), I noticed it as a young adult (where, exactly, did college go?), I notice it now as a mother.
Those little ones in my care aren’t so little anymore (though I dare you to call them big!). But, that said, the adults in my life are changing too. That handsome prince I married is different now, with a more distinguished tint to his beard and throughout his hair. My parents are now grandparents (and not just because of me!), and my siblings are becoming parents.
Read more of my reflections on time flying by in my column in this week’s Catholic Times (scroll down to the second part of the page).
