ad infinitum

I just got slapped again.

The tired joke/lament of aging keeps coming up in my conversations.

Another set of my dear Gov School students are going/have gone to college orientation.

Folks I love and miss from the Grape are getting married within the year.

Couples I knew before they were an item are married and are pregnant (the collective, "We're pregnant!", mind you).

Life keeps moving along, and it seems that I'm a witness to the much-too-fast-of-a-pace-for-my-going for the folks around me. Don't get me wrong, I'm ok with my pace for now, it just seems that ERRRBODY's on rush hour mode.

Maybe my going with the flow is too slow? Whatever the case, I pray that my timing coincides with His perfect timing. His Will be done, not mine. Like how He's been doing it, ad infinitum.