Tuesday, October 21, 2003

Death

The spiders have now, for the most part, experienceed it. Where are their spider souls wandering right now? Who really cares...I am certain it's not heaven or my house, so that's all that matters. OR, if it is heaven, it must be in the special spider section of heaven. Although, these creatures have to be resultant, after the fall.

Fall...my husband loves the fall. I have never been a huge fan, I would rather roast forever beside a blue swimming pool in the hot Georgia sun. But, I love watching him love things, and so because he loves fall, I now have a growing affection for it. My mind is boggled today by the presence of fall on my front porch. Wasn't it just the other day that I was married?? Has it really been a year? How is it that time is going more quickly for me than it is for my friends? We experience the same 24 hour days; yet, somehow time is rushing by so for me that I can't even relate to my college friends. Their time is spent leisurely and needless of sleep, that it doesn't even resemble time to me. Or perhaps it's the other way around.

It's the stupidest reason, really, that I am even thinking about this. But I must share it because that's what blogging is all about. This morning in the paper, I was perusing the week's events and perchanced upon the Brumby (a college dorm) beach party. I remember going to that party my freshman year of college and running into this guy David Talley, whom I had met a few weeks prior at my orientation. I remember when I saw him, wondering if he would even remember me, because so much time had passed since our last meeting. How funny. That was five years ago. It feels like a few months. It wasn't a particularly important moment in my life, either. Nothing like the birth of my child, which was less than two months ago and feels like a lifetime. Here is my life, flying away like my favorite season, which I swear never lasts all three months. Is it the mercy of God? That the pace of time is just slow enough to cope with, but quick enough to nip at my ankles and make me zealous for a full life. At the same time, this same passage brings me closer to my eternal home.

"And if I weep, may it be as a man who is longing for his home"

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