Last night I had a blast with some good friends at a 90’s throwback concert. It was a last minute, spur of the moment sort of thing but it had been on my radar for months. I have been trying to have a good concert experience for years now and finally I got my wish. We belted at the top of our lungs and swayed to all the popular songs. We cheered on the artists and reminisced about “back in the day”. I really enjoyed that many of the artists did cover songs and tributes to other artists who were not actually performing. It made me feel like they had the same experience growing up that I did with music and those songs meant the world to them too.
I was even more blessed to get to see one of my besties who decided to make the four hour drive and witness what may be a once in lifetime event. We were only able to spend a few moments together but seeing her is just a reminder of how blessed in the friendship department I really am. 15 years strong…
She is a teacher and actually ran into a former student at the concert. You know you are getting up there when the 22 year old sitting next to you is your best friend’s former student. How does that happen? And where does the time go?
Time seems to stand still in my waiting but hurry fast when I’m not. I look back and see the painful moments of surrender but also have to admit the pain does not ever last. More and more I am aware of how temporary this life is and how fast moments go. I guess the test is to not believe the lies of the difficult moments. It also feels like it will never end but it always does.
Last weekend I got to spend time with my god daughter. We made gingerbread houses and played cards all night. She sits up front in the car with me now which has never happened and she is almost just as tall as I am. I kept having flashbacks of when she was three, sitting in the backseat and I was taking her to one event or another. The preteen years are now here…
That same weekend I went to a friend’s birthday party. She just turned 50. I thought about how fast 50 will come for me, if I am afforded those years. I thought about time again and how it seems so slow but flies by. I think it is a mystery that God created.
I’m preparing to make a difficult decision soon and go into another period of transition. I recognize the cycles in my life and though I don’t think it’s wise to project the past into the future, it gets hard not to sometimes.
There are new things happening though for people I love and that is both good and weird.
Life is both good and weird.
I think the mid 30s are teaching me that.
SHALOM
