Did I Oversleep… or Did Life Just Move Too Fast?
I can’t remember when I did my 30s. Just yesterday, I was a teenager, full of energy, dreams, and time that felt endless. And now? I’m forty-something, trying to piece together how the years slipped through my fingers so quietly. It honestly feels like I must have overslept for a minute or someone turned the hands of the clock too fast. Because how did we get here so quickly? One minute, you’re figuring out who you are. The next, you’re expected to have it all together—career, family, purpose, stability. And somewhere in between, entire seasons of your life pass without you fully sitting in them. That’s the part that gets me. Not just that we’re aging, but that we don’t even get to pause long enough to fully enjoy each stage before the next one arrives. And the truth? Life doesn’t wait. Every single day, new people are born into this world, filling spaces, taking up roles, stepping into moments we once occupied. Someone else is now the teenager I u...