Remember those lazy, hazy, crazy long days of childhood summer where you ran around the neighbourhood for months on end, eventually complaining of being bored? I miss those days.

I’m not sure when the shift from child to adult happened but all of a sudden I’m watching years whiz by and each New Year’s Day seems to come around quicker than the last. I blinked and a decade past! How could that happen?

These past few weeks have seen my injured mum land for a visit, Drew tearing down the decks in the backyard and chopping tree branches in front of the house, and my nose buried in books as I attempt to finish off my papers in the final weeks of the semester. Two weeks has just flown by and I don’t recall much happening. Like my 20s, I blinked and it was over.

This afternoon I find myself longing for those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer again. I wonder if and when we’ll slow down enough to experience the passage of time in the same way. I have a horrible feeling it won’t happen until 2016 or later.  I’m not sure my desire to return to childhood wonder will last that long.

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