A couple of weeks ago, a reader of mine, posted some old pictures of themselves. You know, those crazy ones that show you in funky clothes, with a funkier hairdo. It got me to thinking about my younger days. Specifically, the year I got married. I was twenty, and the year was 1982.
My Father-In-Law and I
Most days, I don’t feel all that different than I did at the time. However, the mirror, my husband, my kids and grandkids, tell a different story. Shockingly, I’m no longer twenty. Seemingly, time has passed by, and the world has changed. In fact, it’s made some dramatic changes. Some for the better. In my opinion, some for the worst too!
For example, there was no such thing as the internet, and you couldn’t take your phone with you. Incidentally, in my house, the phone was for emergencies and making plans. It most definitely was not for general chit chat. On the positive side, parents can now easily keep in touch with their children, and vice versa. No more pay phone excuses. On the negative side, people on their phones all the time!
The Falklands war had just begun. If you can imagine, Bruno Mars had not yet been born and ET was due to be released. Crazy, right? Tell me about it! We listened to albums and 45’s, not cd’s. Thankfully, albums have come back. Not so much, bell bottom pants! Oh the outfits I used to wear!
For the most part, I like this new world. After all, it contains my children and my grandchildren. Occasionally, I do miss some stuff from my past though.
What about you? Do you feel time passing?