As I’ve grown older, the world around me has grown larger.
That elementary school became middle school became high school became university became job pool.
That back seat, where I sat as my Mom drove around, has been replaced with seats at airports and on trains.
Those 10 kids I used to stop time with on the weekends are now the many I see in passing on weekdays.
That after school walk back home is now freeway traffic.
That block I’d play on growing up, where I couldn’t wander out of my mother’s vision, is now where ever I feel like. And no one’s watching me anymore.
A lot has changed.
So I’m thankful for those special instances where things have remained constant and familiar. And I’m humbled by the world that spins around me. Because whether I stumble through it or stand firm and let it all come to me, it will continue spinning.