Time.
Andy turns thirty-two tomorrow. A scary thought for not only his parents, but for myself as well. Though I can guarantee its for different reasons. Because while his parents marvel at the fact that their middle child will be thirty-two, and wonder where the years have gone. I am sitting here thinking of the fact that when we first started dating he had just turned twenty-four.
Eight years ago.
So perhaps I do have that in common with my in laws. Because I to am wondering where in the world the years have gone. I could have sworn it was just yesterday I was sitting at the Benniganns discussing where we wanted to be five years from then. Because like my in laws I am marveling at the fact that we are entering-or at least I am, since he has already joined the club-our thirties. Maybe I don't remember Andy when he was a lanky teenager, which is probably a good thing. But I have known him know for the majority of his adulthood.
I know thirty two in the long grand scheme of things, isn't that old. And there really isn't anything special with the knowledge of knowing someone for eight years. I have known friends a lot longer than I have known my husband. But the mere fact that these past eight years-four of dating, and four of marriage- has gone with the blink of an eye, only makes me realize how fast time really does go by.
And there is nothing we can do about it.
Eight years ago.
So perhaps I do have that in common with my in laws. Because I to am wondering where in the world the years have gone. I could have sworn it was just yesterday I was sitting at the Benniganns discussing where we wanted to be five years from then. Because like my in laws I am marveling at the fact that we are entering-or at least I am, since he has already joined the club-our thirties. Maybe I don't remember Andy when he was a lanky teenager, which is probably a good thing. But I have known him know for the majority of his adulthood.
I know thirty two in the long grand scheme of things, isn't that old. And there really isn't anything special with the knowledge of knowing someone for eight years. I have known friends a lot longer than I have known my husband. But the mere fact that these past eight years-four of dating, and four of marriage- has gone with the blink of an eye, only makes me realize how fast time really does go by.
And there is nothing we can do about it.