Sunday, June 8, 2014

Where have all the years gone?

There are days when I sit and wonder:
Where have all the years gone? 
I left my career at my prime,
To take care of my little ones
15 years have past,
And now they are no longer little.

I look in the mirror,
And sometimes wonder, who is that looking back at me?
At times I don't even recognize myself.

I see a woman, with years etched on her face,
Tired, lifeless, aged.
Where is that young, youthful lady
Full of vigour, full of energy, full of life?

I have friends who say
I look younger than my age
But I wonder:
Are they just saying kind words
To make me feel good?

I know I do look younger than some many years younger than me
But I no longer see the young me in the mirror anymore.
At times I don't even recognize who I see.
It doesn't help when you have young ones 
Telling you everyday, that you are old.
You begin to feel it, 
And believe it.
That you are old. 

Visited a relative just last week
And she commented:
Where have all the years gone? 
I remember when you were just a little one.

I too wonder, where have all the years gone?
The last 15 were spent changing diapers, 
Washing milk bottles,
Ferrying the kids around.
Was my time well spent?
I do not know. 

Will I one day look back and regret
That I have wasted my life
With nothing to show for at the end of it? 
I do not know.
I still wonder:
Where have all the years gone? 

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Time flies when you are having fun.

I was just asked this: 

Why does one school week go by so slowly but one week of the school holidays fly by so fast?