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Unfortunately for her, one of my Mom’s well worn comments I never forgot was when she caught me wishing time away and went something like this, “Life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer you come to the end, the faster it goes.” Don’t wish time away, you can’t get back.
The idea of Mom’s is certainly coming true for me. An example is coming up tomorrow when Liz and I go down to the courthouse to secure our marriage license. It seems not so long ago the need to go was still weeks away. Before I know it, October 16th will be here and we will be married by our officiant Josh. For all of you who may wonder what an “officiant” is, Liz and I have not decided to be married by a minister/priest in a church. Josh is recognized by the state to do weddings and file the proper paperwork. He is also the leader of Liz’s coven she is part of, so we will be in good hands.
Hopefully, since we will be in an outdoor shelter hosue, the weather will cooperate also.
Of course, this upcoming wedding is just one example of something either I never thought would happen or would be so far into my future I wouldn’t have to worry about it for awhile. The older we get, the more time becomes compressed and moves along with more purpose. Perhaps it is why we think time is flying faster than before. Also when we were younger, you had time to overcome mistakes such as gender related issues. In all…
