Last Sunday seems like a year ago.
Was it just a week ago that one of my children climbed 94 floors to the top of the John Hancock Center?
Has it really been seven days since all my family was together for the first time since Christmas?
Was it only last week that my husband and I watched the the Academy Awards show on television?
It's funny how some weeks pass so slowly and others fly by. I've experienced the same phenomenon with days and months and years.
For me, the longest month ever was February 2006. How could the shortest month of the year seem like the longest? I don't know. But I do know that particular month felt so much longer than its actual 28 days.
I can remember when I was younger, my grandparents and my father would tell me time passes more quickly the older you are. How could that be? But now that I'm older, I know what they mean.
But still there are those odd days that seem like weeks and weeks that seem like months. I guess that's life.
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