The Years Are Short

I just finished a book by Gretchen Rubin called Better than Before.  Though the book was about creating and breaking habits, I gleaned something different from it.

I the book she says one of the rules of adulthood is "The weeks are long, but the years are short".  It is really crazy how true that is.  I spend my entire week just waiting for Friday to come.  Once it gets here, I have so much to do my weekend flies by, and I am back to the grind on Monday.  Most weeks feel like they last forever.

Yet when I look back on the past year, years really, it has flown by.  My mom always says once you turn 21 your life passes before your eyes.  It is so true!  I still feel inside like I am 25  years old, yet my body tells me a much different story.

I know life is a journey and we need to try and live in each moment, but sometimes it is so hard.  The only thing I really want to do is be home with my family, which is reserved for the weekends.  Lately, I've been trying to plan more fun things so living in the moment is easier, but I still find myself wishing my life a way and then wondering where it has gone.

Soon my children will be grown ups and have no time for me, and I will think back on this time and wish I had appreciated it more.  It is a conundrum I have yet to solve.  Let me know if you have any advice, but for now, I will try to do better than I did before.