I look at the calendar and am amazed that we are two thirds of the way through June already. It feels like it should only be sometime in May.
In a couple of weeks we are going to celebrate my niece and God-daughter's fifth birthday. I remember Sis and BIL bringing her home from the hospital and now Sara is about to start kindergarten.
Again I look at the calendar and remember that twenty years ago today, I met the man with whom I would spend the rest of my life. Who knew that spinning the “Lucky Number Wheel” at the parish carnival would pay such great dividends?
The invitation I received in the mail recently reminds me that my college thirty year reunion is coming up this weekend. College, people, not high school. And thirty years? That can't be.
There's no stopping time. I'm not sure I would want to if I could. But, I often wonder if I am using whatever time our good Lord has given me on this earth well.
Do the things that I do, and not do, honor God, my family, my faith? It's as simple and as complicated as that.