Time is one of those love- hate relationships that everyone has: There is either not enough time or things take too long. I remember when I was a kid during summer vacation; days seemed longer, and it took a lifetime before the next school year started. It felt so long, that even friends changed over the summer, with new hair styles, clothes and some even grew taller. As I have aged, time seems to have accelerated. Every year time goes by faster and faster, children grow into adults, and even though we want to slow things down and enjoy the moments, time slips away like water through our fingers.
As I sit and reflect on time and its relentless march forward, I know that I am on the back side of life and the downhill slide moves faster than the climb. I also know that my retirement will also be closing in. My wife and I, as many of you know, have plans to retire on a sailboat and cruise the Mediterranean, visiting many of the sites from antiquity . My only wish is that time slows back down after we retire so we can enjoy those moments that we have worked so hard to achieve.
February is the heart of winter, even though our thoughts are turning to spring, with the sun setting later in the day and the air, crisp and clean. My thoughts, however, turn to sailing this time every year, and time for me, becomes a hate-only relationship. I cant wait to get my boat back in the water! Every warm days makes me want April to hurry up and get here. I count the days to get things done on the boat so that when we launch, we can enjoy her right away.
