As I get older, time seems to pass faster and faster. Some of it is the process of life. I don't know if it's true but the best explanation I have heard for this is that as we age, we lay down fewer memories, and that feels like time is speeding up. Couple that with an only child, divide that time in half with shared custody, and every event seems like it goes too quick. So the holidays tend to be extended over more than the original day. It was always like this. Putting up the Christmas tree weeks in advance, playing carols and baking goodies before, and if that wasn't enough, keeping it going for the 12 days of Christmas, or sometimes even longer, until after the New Year, but before my daughter's birthday party.
This year, I vowed to put the boxes together ready for the new year. I dusted, brushed the cat hair off the tree skirt, filled the advent calendars with events, and put the "winter" decorations separate, in case it snows before the advent calendar starts on December 1. This I did, with great packing and organization. The problem was I missed the birthday, then Valentine's and almost made it to St. Patrick's! Today I have the tree down. The new ornaments are listed and the lightbulbs replaced. But it was a long time coming, and I was starting to look for an extra large garbage bag to cover the tree and leave it in the library corner until next year!
There is a type of gait that is common in those suffering from Parkinson's and happens in older people who have a few factors in developing a tendency for their feet to "get away from them". It is called a propulsive gait and is described as a kind of gait that feels like the cadence of steps has to shorten and increase the frequency until they feel like need to run. This is what my life feels like currently! I am just trying to get my feet under me, but fortunately I have always liked to run!
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