Time

Do you ever wake up (or if you're like me, you do most of your thinking at night, when your brain is going a mile a minute), and think, Where does the time go?

I say this to the husband all.the.time. every so often.

But it's a question I'm genuinely wanting an answer for.

How is my child 14.5 months old? What happened to my squishy little Peanut? Cue bittersweet memories.

How is a New Year about to be here in just a few weeks?

Why does it seem like my Grandparents passed away yesterday, but it was really 9/1/2011 and 11/15/2010?

I can remember events like they happened last week, but they actually occurred earlier this year.

How have I not been teaching for two years already?

When did my first nephew become "old enough" to be in first grade?

Where does the time go?

And why am I not always happy that some things are in the past.