Last night I painted Katia’s nails turquoise, a color that I wore for more than 30 years! Yes, I guess you could say I was way ahead of my time! However, when I turned 50, and everyone else began to wear blue, green, and purple nail polish, I stopped wearing it. “Why be like everyone else?” I thought.
Today Katia (my soon to be 12 year-old niece/god-child) and I were on the beach. I was watching her as she danced on the sand between the waves. She was listening to her mp3, her long hair and her turquoise nails were flowing through the air; she reminded me so much of myself that I had to ask, “Where did the time go?”
Wasn’t it just yesterday she was a baby that I was holding in my arms? A small child who thought the moon liked her because it would wait outside her bedroom window, and would follow her wherever she’d go. This same little girl who not that long ago wrote a letter to the tooth fairy telling her that she put her tooth in a box (with an arrow pointing the way) in case the tooth fairy took a wrong turn and got lost.
As she laughed and danced and sang on the beach, I asked again, “Where did the time go?” Wasn’t it I who not that long ago was dancing on the beach in Southern California; a young girl not that much older than she is now? Wasn’t it just a few years later that I was dancing on the beaches of Greece and Spain? I could see myself wearing my turquoise nail polish, my hair blowing in the wind like hers?
A lifetime of memories kept passing before my eyes. Aware that Katia’s life is just beginning with all the potential and possibilities awaiting her, and I was happy and hopeful that her life will be as good as mine. But!…I was also aware that my life was mostly behind me now, and again I asked myself, “Where did the time go?”
A lifetime. How quickly it went. How quickly it passed. Like a dance, like a sigh; like a ship passing by. Thousands of moments that make up a lifetime and I sat there extremely happy and sad.
Maya Muses: I regret forgetting my digital camera today, but some of the best photographs are those that are only taken with our eyes and remain forever engraved in our minds.
Photo Credits: Personal Photos and Flickr