The Passage of Time
January 2019: Pain. There is not much else these days. Everything hurts. Everywhere. My hands. My feet. My arms. My legs.... My heart. My soul. Getting older is so so hard. How do I accept the inevitable passage of time? My children growing. My body aging. The slow inexorable march of my life. And the climate crisis looming around every corner I turn. I just want to do everything I can to avert the worst potential outcomes, yet I can't seem to even motivate myself off of the couch and into the world. I feel as if I am slowly shrinking into myself. I want to scream at the clock, the calendar, the sun. STOP TURNING. Please stop changing. Just for awhile. Let me hold onto this for awhile longer. Where did the time go? Such a cliche saying, but one I ask in heartfelt earnesty: Where did the time go??? I look at my children's faces and they are no longer beautiful babies but beautiful young ladies. Then I look in the mirror. Lord. I don't even recognize myself. The last fe