Where does the time go….. By David B. Pascal

When you’re young, you don’t have a care in the world, it seems like days take weeks, and weeks take years. You don’t have to worry about when payday is, or how much you will have to spend on groceries that week. You just do what’s fun and know that all you have to do is get up for school the next day. I often wondered when I was young how I would be as an adult, but could never imagine myself as a father, or much of anything else. As I got older, I learned a lot about life, grew, and changed; my father once told me that time goes by faster and faster as you get older. I didn’t believe him. At the time, I was just worried about graduating from college and getting my life started. I now realize how I should have savored those days a bit more. I woke up just the other day wondering where the last ten years had gone. I look back and think, college graduation…check, getting married….check, buying a house…check, having a child…check. I had been living the American dream. But then I thought of the last five years and can’t believe how much different my life is from just five years earlier. Now I look back and think, the loss of a loved one…check, divorce…check, single father…check, a better man?…check. I recently reflected on things, and it’s not been easy over the last 10 years; I’ve been through a lot and had to overcome even more. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything, not one second of it. I thought back on how someone that is a part of you your whole life can be abruptly taken away, and you have to cope with how you chose to love that person while they were here. Did you use tough love on them, and not always tell them that’s what you were doing? I had to learn that even though you may not have told that person, they knew how much you loved them. I reflected on how setting the