If time had a face, what would it look like?
An old woman, I think, smiling.
Someone who looks like she’s always been here and always will be, even though nothing could be further from the truth.
Time is relative.
For all intents and purposes, however, it just marches on ..
and in the end time wins,
or so says my mirror.
If we are lucky and live a long life, we will spend most of it looking like our mothers.
It’s tempting …
to try to hold on.
Easier though, to just let time have her way.
What does your time look like?