Birthday Madness
Yesterday was our oldest daughter’s birthday. We had 10 girls come over for homemade meatballs and spaghetti, an outdoor movie (yes, I set up a projector and screen outside in 45 degree weather), and a sleepover. I crashed hard at about midnight, feeling pretty whipped. And then I woke up at 2:45am, and decided to see if the house had burned down or not. There was a movie playing, and I shut it off.
Hard to believe that she was so small such a short time ago. Why does time compress the older you get? I feel like my years from 6th grade to high school graduation were so long, and college graduation seems like yesterday. Why is this? I just don’t know.
about 3 years ago
Steve,
Here’s my theory to explain “Why does time compress the older you get?”
Our frame of reference for a “really long time” as humans is “all my life.” Think about when you’ve heard a six-year-old talk about “all my life” and how long that’s been. It seems funny to us adults, but to a kid, it’s very serious.
To someone who is 5, a single year is 20 percent of “all my life,” a huge amount. The older we get, the smaller the percentage of “all my life” a single year represents. So, each year seems to go faster, because it’s a smaller and smaller slice of “all my life.”
Be well,
Bob
about 3 years ago
good words Bob, I never thought of it that way. Thanks again for your wonderful insight