I've come to the realization that all times, long and short, good and bad, come to an end.
I found myself going, "Geez, I wish this week would hurry up and be over with!" Or "I don't like being at this thing (whatever it was). I wish it was over."
When Chase was about 15, I was counting the days until I didn't have to pay child support. But then I realized I was also wishing away the days when he was young and had more time to spend with me.
Now, looking back I realized I spent a lot of time, way too much time of my life, wishing time away. Do you do it too?
Hear about it and a lot more on this week's podcast, " target="_self">right here.