I have been thinking about time, and how our perception of it changes. It seems to be marching on, whether we are ready for it or not - whether or not our apartment is packed up, or I have given enough hugs to you lovely people, or I get enough items accomplished on my to-do list before we depart.
The First of Many
Recently we celebrated my parents' 50th wedding anniversary in the Detroit area, and 5 of us 6 children were there. That's the first time in many years we had been together.
John tells me that I keep on using the word surreal. But it feels like the right word right now. It was a little surreal to see my family all together. It still feels surreal that we are going to Thailand in a couple of months.