TIME is a Wierd Thing

When I was young TIME moved so slowly. When would Christmas get here? When will I be old enough to do thing by myself, get a drivers license, buy a beer. Now I look back and everything just happened.

This weekend I went to my step mom's 90th birthday. While I can believe she is 90, I can't believe who I am. It was held in the church in which I grew up. Specifically in the room that I attended youth group. MYF we called it (Methodist Youth Fellowship) even though it was long after the Methodist had become United Methodists and it was supposed to be UMYF. Same room. Same Me. So I am 15, right?

Yeah, the Berlin wall has fallen, Space Shuttles have crashed, twin towers have been destroyed, two Kings of Pop have died along with two Beatles. Heck, even my parents are gone. But, I remain the same. 15. Except I have a drivers license now. Yep,even got a motorcycle. See, Mom told you I wouldn't get killed on one. Even got a car! I even race it just like wanted to every since I was 8. I am one cool 15 year old.

Sure slightly less hair, slightly bigger waste line but I was in that same room and it was the same me. It was yesterday that my parents did the supper on Sunday night for MYF. It was homemade Pimento Cheese sandwiches, man those were good. My granddad died that night. It was yesterday though. I'm still 15.


Maybe my problem is that girl I had the hots for in that room now kisses me every morning. Yep, same me, same her. I'm still 15, she is older though, 16.

How is it am getting ready to be a grandfather? How do I come to have two wonderful daughters who have turned out to be, wait for it, Amazing woman. I'm still 15.

My sisters are still around, two of them were there yesterday, there still 6, 13, and 15 years older than me. We're just orphans now. There are more people in the family now. That's good, I finally have some guys to play golf with and do car and motorcycle stuff with. 15 year olds like that stuff.

Time is just weird.