Try As We Might, We Cannot Stop The Hands Of Time

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As we slowly wind down another year, thoughts can turn to the quick passage of time, trying to remember if you achieved any of your New Year’s resolutions, reminiscing over the year’s event or sadness at the passing of another year.  DSC_0524After a feverish week with a cold and having flashbacks to 1979 after catching up on the first six episodes of season two of Fargo, it felt like a wonderful time of year to remember some unique generational past memories that unite us and remind us of loved ones.  It is funny that the stories you remember hearing from your grandparents and parents in childhood that seemed so old-fashioned are now playing out in real-time in your own life.  As with all passage of time, one can wonder if the stories have been exaggerated over the years.  I don’t know if you have heard or witnessed, but supposedly at one time gasoline cost .15 cents, instead of carrying a phone in their pocket people use to share a party line, milk was delivered in bottles to the front door and a world existed without computers and the internet.  It is possible in  your lifetime, you may have heard DSC_3327stories of a grandfather walking ten miles through snow on snowshoes to school or your parents walking five miles through snow along the railroad tracks to school.  Seems rather boring when I have to tell my Yorkie, Gabby, as we pass a school bus while out driving around that I only walked through snow to the bus stop.  I find it as hard to imagine my grandparents growing up watching silent films, like Safety Last! with the iconic clock scene, as the fact that I can vaguely remember the original viewings of Home Alone celebrating 25 years, The Breakfast Club and Back to the Future celebrating 30 years, DSC_2748and Star Wars:  Episode V – The Empire Strikes Back celebrating 35 years.  Sometimes the passage of time can be viewed in technological amazement as memories of parents reminiscing about growing up without a television and spending evenings listening to radio programs and the following generations transitioning from televisions with six channels  and eight-track tapes to cable television and a Sony Walkman into a new world of vinyl, 60 inch televisions and unlimited streaming of music, movies, and television shows on iPods, phones, tablets and computers.

On days we find ourselves viewing the passage of time with thoughts of aging, regrets or loss, all it takes is a simple moment to take us back in time to cherished memories of enjoyment.  Driving by a classic car may bring back memories of your first car, watching sports may trigger memories of the first time you saw your favorite athlete play for the championship, a morning walk could bring tears to your eyes as you remember teaching your child to ride a bike and, at the holidays, an old stove reminds you that you have never tasted a pie as great as the ones made by your grandmother.  The days of dreaming of glory days or wishing we grew up in a different time can quickly be replaced with a kaleidoscope of stories and memories that celebrate our unique passage of time.

9 Replies to “Try As We Might, We Cannot Stop The Hands Of Time”

      1. I usually have a good attitude about it and have learned over the years to enjoy the day, but I was shocked last week when I saw the commercial for the celebration of the 25th anniversary of the movie Home Alone. I wouldn’t go as far as saying it seemed like yesterday, but 25 years?? Really??

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  1. “…a kaleidoscope of stories and memories that celebrate our unique passage of time.” A perfect ending to a thoughtful and thought-provoking musing. Our past is what made us us, so why not celebrate it. One quick memory (40+ years ago)- as a child watching with my brother the numbers on plastic circles moving as the passage of gas went into the car and bemoaning how slow the numbers were going, wishing it would go faster and faster. Be careful what one wishes for. :0

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    1. Thank you. I am happy to be at a point in life where the past is celebrated with humor, good memories and moments of reflection on the changes within myself and society, instead of sadness and regret. Thanks for sharing your story. I also remember wishing for time to fly as a child and now wishing at midlife for things to slow down a bit.

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  2. It feels like time accelerates as we get older – summers are shorter, evenings fly by, and so much remains undone – or maybe I’m more forgetful…I actually quite like getting older (less to prove, or I simply don’t feel I have to anymore – plateau of incompetence has been reached!) but becoming elderly doesn’t appeal. It’ll be alright if in reasonable health and some reasonable mental capacity, at least enough to watch reruns of movies from my youth – although if I’ve forgotten them, they’ll seem new and fresh each time!
    A lovely post.

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    1. Wonderful comment and I’m glad you enjoyed the post. Unfortunately, I have already forgotten some movies from the past, but from now on when I spend time, like I did recently, watching Rocky and Die Hard for the hundredth time, I can tell myself I am watching them again to guarantee I will not forget these wonderful movies in old age. I’ve watched them so many times, I will probably forget my name before I forget the lines “Cut me, Mick,” “Yo Adrian,” and “Yippee Ki-Yay.”


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