Where did the time go?

By MaluLani on Thu, 02-09-12, 22:33

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Do you ever stop and think? Just reflect on everything that's happened to you in the last few days. Months. Years.

Do you wonder where all that time went? All those special moments or just the ordinary daily activities that are now only memories. Memories that are unique and the only way you can hold onto them is by replaying them in your mind over and over again, until the details all merge together and you're left with a fuzzy recollection that doesn't seem to fit anymore.

Do you remember the exact time when you started to grow up? When the conversations you had were not about dolls or imaginary friends but about sex, boys and 'How far have you gone'? When you started giggling not because you're covered in mud, but because you remembered the time that a boy kissed you?

Have you ever turned around and suddenly everyone was 3 feet taller, with bigger parts and more curves and you had no idea where it all came from?

Have you ever felt that the closest people to you are also the furthest away? Felt that everything was happening too fast? And even though you didn't want to grow up, you didn't want to be left behind either?

And when his hand is no longer a boy's but a man's, when his touch does not convey safety but lust and when your body betrays you and wants it too, is this when we have grown up? Or is it when we are forced to grow up?

And who tells us when we have grown up? How do we know when we have reached our destination? Do we ever stop growing up or do we continue to just grow in spirit?

And if I can see everyone else making choices, trying new things, growing up, is it selfish for me to want it to stay the same forever?

And if I make my own choices, try different things, slowly growing up, will others notice that I'm changing too? Do they wish that nothing would change just like I do?

And if I'm just scared of losing the people that are close to me, scared of being left behind or leaving others behind, is it okay for me to stand off in the distance just watching these people live their lives, remembering how they are and how they make me feel?

But if I hold onto them too tightly how am I to move on? How am I to grow up and LIVE MY LIFE? How am I to make decisions and take on responsibility if I'm living in the past?

I guess time continues whether you want it to or not, leaving you behind or taking you for the journey of your life

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By unknown8 on Fri, 02-10-12, 01:14

"Growing old is compulsory... Growing up is optional" ~ Bob Monkhouse

I can relate to all of this. I often ask myself most of these questions. I am not the best person when it comes to change, I don't like it one bit. Yet, every day is different, every day there is a change, and unfortunately, you can't change that!!

It's not selfish of you to want to stay the same forever.

You have been through so much in your short life already, more than a lot would have to face in their entire lifetime. You are stronger than you believe, and so incredibly smart.

Life is a journey that will ultimately lead us to our destination, and I am glad that we are on this journey together... makes it so much more enjoyable to have good friends to travel on the journey with!!

Like I said in PM... I am not good with words... but I am always here for you Maria... Always

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By MaluLani on Fri, 02-10-12, 07:23

Thnx Lace i am always here for u 2 =)

Someday I'll fly away.

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By charli0217 on Fri, 02-10-12, 10:50

I've had a lot of moments like you're talking about, Maria. I think we all have them as we grow older. I think about my older daughter. She's 34-years-old now. How did she get to be so old? And my younger girl is now 26. I remember holding her in the delivery room right after she was born. When did she grow up? I look at my mother and realize that she is 90-years-old. When did that happen? And then someone I know will call me and tell me that one of my grade school or high school classmates has died. That happened to me last week. My best friend from grade school and high school died of cancer. He was 63-years-old. How did he get to be so old?

Yes, we all have such moments, but for me, when I look at my life and realize that I, too, am getting older, I am heartened to see that I have made a difference to some others while I've been here on this planet. I've been able to help some, influence others, and leave my little mark on the world. Granted, if I had it all to do over again, there would be lots of things I'd do differently. But the results of my life are what really count. And as far as that goes, I guess all in all I'm pretty satisfied with the way things have finally worked out. I guess we'll see what the future holds in good time.

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