Do you remember being in high school and thinking that each minute, day, and year moved at a snail’s pace? I remember thinking that. Then I got married and started a family – time sped up a little. With each passing year time seemed to go faster and faster, until… Here I am with two adult children and another quickly approaching adulthood. When did that happen?
This week, as I worked on the above drawing, I was reflecting on the simple times of childhood. Life wasn’t cluttered with schedules and electronics. Time seemed to move a little slower. The constant flow of rocks and mud into my house has been replaced by the constant flow of my family, with devices in tow, heading out the door. Each day seems to clip by, sometimes at breakneck speed. Those little moments, like when everyone is home for supper at the same time, have become very precious. I find myself looking for opportunities to declutter life so I can linger in each moment and enjoy time spent with my family.