Time

Time.

Four little letters that tend to mean so much, but are so ignored.
 
All this talk about prostates, hemorrhoids and failing vision (none of which presently are afflictions of mine) have me thinking about time and how fast it actually goes by. 

Yesterday I was in high school.  Full of piss and vinegar and loaded for bear (or perhaps "bare" is more appropriate.

Yesterday afternoon I was graduating college, which was a blur of work, fun, study and.....and....wait....I know I am forgetting something....

Last night I was starting my second job after college.  Not taking shit from anyone and moving up the ladder because I did my job and did not play politics.  

At about bar time this morning I was quitting my job and moving home to a new job that I had been waiting for for years.  Two little kids and a wife that worked just as hard (actually I would argue harder) than I did. 

This morning my kids are graduating from the same high school I graduated from yesterday.  We are full of hope for them both.  Tech school and college bound.  Excited.  Full of my own memories from college...wait...now I am nervous.

At lunch, my nervousness proves to be prophetic and hopes for education are pretty much smashed.  But life in general (minus this issue) is still pretty damn good.

At supper, I reconnected with a several old friends who I have never actually met but who mean the world to me.

Simple things are sometimes the most satisfying.  We all need a bit more time to appreciate them.