Time Flies

By: Chaunte McClure

As I was waiting in the University of South Carolina Aiken Convocation Center for the 2014 fall commencement to begin, for a moment I was in disbelief that my youngest first cousin was about to join the ranks of being a college graduate. After all, it wasn’t long ago when I had her baby picture on my makeshift headboard in my dorm room. That was in 1994, my freshman year at USC. I looked over at my mom as we were patiently waiting for the processional and said, “Ma, can you believe it’s been almost 16 years ago that I was graduated from college?” She said, “It’s been that long?” Yes, Mom, it’s been that long.

time fliesGraduation day was one of the proudest moments of my life! Walking across that stage, hearing my family cheer for me, and knowing that I reached another milestone made this girl feel accomplished. Sixteen years later, I’m still proud of that. But wait, 16 years? I guess I thought I would be a recent college grad much longer, but time doesn’t stand still.

Remember when we were kids and it seemed like time moved along so slowly? It seemed like it took Christmas forever to come around again. How about when we couldn’t wait to grow up and leave our parents’ home? Yes, it seemed like that day would never come.

Now when you sit back and reminisce, you realize that time flies. Your babies aren’t babies any longer. You’re no longer that young, vibrant young lady. (Still vibrant and beautiful, but not quite as young.) And now you say, “Christmas will be here before you know it” because you know 12 months as an adult goes by a lot faster than it did when you were a kid.

As a matter of fact, this time next week boys and girls will be anticipating Santa’s arrival and many parents will be making final purchases to make Christmas Day special for their family. Gosh, I remember those Christmas Eve nights when I would be fearful of Santa Claus. I would be sweating under the covers because I was afraid of that jolly old man donning a red suit and a white beard. That was torture. I’ve wondered if I’d do the Santa thing with my kids. I don’t know. It can be fun, but it can also turn into years of fear and Christmas Eve night sweats. (Whew! Glad those days are over.)

What do you tell your kids about Christmas? Do you tell them that Santa brings the gifts on a sleigh guided by reindeer? Do you tell them that Jesus Christ is the reason we celebrate Christmas? Perhaps you tell both. I’d love to hear from you.

Until then, have a Merry Christmas! I look forward to sharing with you in the New Year.

1 thought on “Time Flies

  1. I’m late to this post, but I realized way before I had kids that I couldn’t do the Santa story. When I was a nanny, my sweet little 6 year old girl asked me point blank and out of the blue if Santa was real. I was caught off guard and surprised and I wound up telling her to talk to her parents. I had spent so much time earning her trust and teaching her about Jesus, how could I tell her a lie that takes the focus from the Savior? Now that I have my three kiddos, we make believe about Santa and elves all the time during the Christmas season, but it has been a huge relief not to hide the truth from them. They know that Jesus is real and the change He brought to Earth lasts 365 days a year.
    I admit I am a bit afraid that they will spoil the fun for other kids though.

    It was good seeing you last month Chaunte!
    -Leah Prescott

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