Where did the time go?

It's been five years and 12 days since I have published anything here. How did that happen? More importantly, where did the time go? The answer is a long and complicated one. That's a lot of information to cram into one post. And what would be the point anyway? After all, that time is gone. I can't will it back, pray for its return or hope that I can make up for it down the road. Just like that, poof, it's gone.

So why question where it went? It is a pretty strange question when you think about it. After some pondering, a thought has occurred to me. There have been times when I have run into people from my past who unknowingly served as a mirror of a younger, firmer version of me. And after exchanging brief niceties and vague details on personal and professional achievements, one of the most common question asked is, "where has the time gone?". Really, who cares?

I'm an older and, I hope, wiser me. I have no plans of rehashing what I've lived through. I only plan on cherishing the lessons I've learned and the connections I've made - both with people and places. I am moving on. Forward facing. With intention. I keep telling myself that in hopes I will practice it every day.

From now on, this is a collection of the lessons I learn when I'm not laughing or yelling. And other random thoughts. :)




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