The longer I live, the more I have witnessed that time flies, even when you aren’t having fun.  It may not seem that way at times, especially when one is going through a terrible trial in their life.  But even then, (at a later date) one realizes that time passed very quickly, just as it always does.  The only thing that changes is our perception of it.

I have always found this difficult to understand.  Just add it to the list of the many things in that category!   But the passage of time, and our perception of it, has always been mercurial.  As much as it is difficult to understand at times, it is also interesting to me.  That the same word(s) or concept(s) can be used in describing opposites seems incongruous.  But that’s English for you!  And I love it!

I often think about the passage of time because, as I grow older, I think about the conversations I had with my mom in the last 2 1/2 years of her life.  We spent days together at my brother’s house as she recuperated from a bad fall.  My brother and sister-in-law were still working, so I was there with her every weekday.

We always talked about how fast the time went!   Everyday we said the same thing.  “Where did the time go?”  This was because we were always busy with the exercises she was supposed to do, eating lunch together, watching reruns of “The Waltons” and finally reading books together.  The time always seemed to fly!  Everyday we would say, “Where did the time go?”  Of course, it flew!  We were having fun.  I will always treasure those days we spent together.

It flew then, and it still does when I am with my family and friends.   But even when I am sick in bed or out running errands, doing mundane things at home or paying bills.  Time just flies even when you aren’t having fun.  It just does!