Time speeds up as we grown older. At least it certainly seems to fly by faster each year. As Children, each day was an eternity as we waited for the last day of school, or an exciting holiday like Halloween or Christmas. Now I feel as if I just put the Christmas decorations away when it is time to deck the halls once again. How can it be that a year goes by with the snap of a finger when the same time period used to feel endless?
One way to put this phenomenon into perspective is to consider that for a ten year old, a year is one-tenth of their life. For a sixty year old, a year is one-sixtieth. One-tenth of a whole is a large segment, whereas one-sixtieth is a tiny fraction. Consequently, the more years we have behind us, the smaller they get – or seem to get. The good news is we don’t have to wait for vacations and holidays like we used to; all we do is blink, and the time has passed.
The reality is that a year remains 365 - 24-hour days regardless of our age. Later in life we know these years are limited, and therefore they become more valued. Wasted time is lost time – gone from us forever. Our time will pass whether we embrace each day or let it slip away. The choice is clear to me.