There comes a day....

There is a time in your life when Christmas and Birthday's seem an eternity away. Every minute, hour, and day seems to creep by. Very. Slowly. And you curse time for moving too slow.

There comes a time, when your graduating from High school and your entering the big wide world as an adult. The future is exciting and unknown. "When will I marry? WHOM will I marry? Where will we live and how many kids will we have?" It feels as if that unknown life isn't happening fast enough. And you curse time for moving too slow.

There comes a time, when your whole world seems to revolve around the next 9 months. And that 9 months seems to go by even slower than ever before. Each doctors appointment, each milestone, seems so far away. And you once again curse time for moving too slow.

Then there comes a day, when your oldest daughter is looking at a baby picture of herself, and she asks who that baby is. And it hits you (it hits you every day as a matter of fact) that she is growing up way too fast. And it is then, that you start cursing time for moving too fast.

What I would give to make time go slow again, or stop all together.