Tuesday, April 13, 2010

G.W.A. the Father Time edition

Dear Father Time,

You are being cruel to me as of late. You and fate have conspired for me to meet up with a couple of people I used to know, who are about a decade older than I am. I am shocked to see how 'old' they look. Now I am panicked that I have about ten good years left. Frightening. (It would have been nice to arrange for me to have been wearing make-up and *not* wearing my cleaning sweats.)

Then yesterday, as I looked at pictures of my 18 year old nephew, you sucker punched me. All I can see is the little boy who used to sit in my lap and talk to me. How did that happen Father Time? How did it happen that fast?

The true test of my mettle was to have my oldest comment, "Cousin S turned 18? Cool. I didn't know he was only 5 years older than me!" My oldest son can't be leaving me in 5 short years. I an not ready for this. I am not ready at all. When he was small, these years were so far from being anything but a hazy dream in my mind, I hate the sharpening clarity of my vision of the future. I hate it Father Time, and I'm not too crazy about you either.

I owe you a grudging thanks, for reminding me in a most unpleasant way, that the time to make memories is now.

So, thank you Father Time, you arrogant bastard.


Comparing my reflection, to those of my images taped to the mirror, trying to figure out how much deeper and longer my laugh lines are now.

Think Tank Momma is hosting her Gratitude With Attitude today. She needs some inspiration as you will see, even if you aren't wanting to join in and link up...leave a comment and help her get her mojo back.


  1. Aww....you are so sweet. Thanks for telling peeps to help find my mojo! :D

    Father Time is an arrogant prick for sure! OMG! I will be 38 next month. Every time I run into someone I knew, back in the day, I find myself asking "do I look THAT old?"

  2. It's insane. This is my last year before my oldest starts school, and I just popped him out, like, yesterday.

  3. It was last year when My Wife and I were looking a pictures pre kids that we realized why the cliche' "you're giving me grey hairs," exists. Oy.

  4. I woke up the other day making the Grim Reaper look like a supermodel. Father Time is not my friend either.