Getting Older

Does anyone else totally freak out about getting older on a regular basis? I can actually blow my own mind overthinking the past versus the present versus the unknown of the future. Time literally flies by. It’s funny because I remember growing up, I used to think time went by really slow. One day, somehow my father and I were discussing this topic and he said how time seems much longer to me because I have only lived on the Earth a short period as time, whereas to him, much more time had already passed with his age. It’s hard for me to type out exactly what he said, but hopefully the point is getting across. That was really eye opening for me, almost like a life epiphany.

Any way, time is flying by and I’m wigging out. I think about the people and pets I’ve lost and those I will eventually lose and just about the different phases of life and how they intertwine. I never feared death, yet lately I find myself largely fearing illness or anything that could hinder my ability to see my son grow up and be there for him as a mother. Having a baby is WEIRD. It does absolutely crazy things to who you are as a person, even in some of the slightest ways.

Does anyone else think about time and aging a lot?